The contract of the wordless scripture will end when one party dies, and the power that isolates the God of Yingxi from the world eventually returns to Zhao Huanzhi. With the return of the God of Yingxi, Yindu, who was once imprisoned for opposing Zhao Jicheng's policy All the ghosts were released, and the law was successfully escaped from the seal.
The destruction of Taiqingmen caused an uproar in the human world. In the past few days, the Feijian of the Tiandao Alliance flew to Wangui Academy with a protest letter. Some acquaintances replied a few words. Then, at that hour, the hand of the flying sword that fell in Wangui Academy condemned the god of death, and they were all tied in front of He Huan. Zhuge Qingtian read a few of them. , the tone of voice is also different, but this does not prevent them from reaching a consensus on the theme thought very tacitly.
Just as He Huan and the old Taoist priests of the Tiandao League had their usual friendly exchanges, Qian Ren and Fusang Shen also negotiated at the right time. He, as the great protector, formed an alliance on behalf of the Demon Sect and the Ghost Realm, and the two sides agreed. Once the Tiandao Alliance launches an attack, the other party will definitely help. The Demon Sect is located in Mobei, and the Ghost Territory is located in the southern sea area. There is no conflict of interests with each other, and it is just that the Tiandao Alliance occupying the Central Plains is held by the south and the north, so the alliance is also very smooth.
When the seals of the God of Mourning and the God of Welcoming were sent back to the Demon Sect by Qian Ren, the elders were so surprised that they almost pulled out their beards, and once again sighed that the great protector was the hope for the future of the Demon Dao, and they took out their treasures one after another. Years of pigeons, with a stroke of a pen, joined the team that scolded He Huan across the entire land of China.
Different from the orthodox monks who always liked to quote the scriptures at length, the wording of the magic cultivators has always been straightforward, so He Huan did not read the letter that must be greeting his ancestors with various tricks. After tearing off the envelope, he told Zhuge. Qing Tian sighed: "Hey, is it my fault that I was born better than them and became a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator?"
Zhuge Qingtian was quite sensible when he lost his memory. Now that Qian Ren is busy with the official business of the Demon Sect, he will not disturb him. He thinks that the internal problems of the Tiandao Alliance are not easy to solve, so he invites He Huan to help.
However, after only half a day, Zhuge Qingtian deeply understood why Qian Ren looked at him with "Are you crazy?" before departure. He was wrong. If God gave him another chance, he would rather make a vase by the master's side than follow the master. So, what gave him the illusion that this fellow He Huan would do things seriously
Seeing a flying sword stuck in front of him again, Zhuge Qingtian was very sure that what the sender really wanted was to pierce the sword into the forehead of the Grand Master, but he couldn't help but let his anger out on the ground.
Looking at the letter in his hand that was filled with resentment as soon as he opened it, and at He Huan, who handed all the letters to his disciple and grandson, who took a copy of the book and leaned on the reef to read it vigorously, Zhuge Qingtian finally couldn't help protesting. ,
"Master, why are the letters they sent to the young master all saying 'Jianjun is doing well recently?'" The ghost realm is cold and cold, and Jianjun must remember to wear more clothes when he is outside." "I got a new batch of good wine, Jianjun." Would you like to come to Gusu to try it?', and what you received..."
Although they have the same face and the same soul, the treatment of He Kun and He Huan are simply worlds apart, so it is even more impossible for people to understand how a person who should be so upright can be so crooked as He Huan. Of course, He Huan was also quite distressed about the fact that his Taoist companion was too popular, but at this time he just said leisurely: "That's why you don't understand, they can't get me, so they can only attack the other me, which is really sad and lamentable. ."
"That's why you're staying at the entrance to the ghost realm? To prevent someone from kidnapping the young master?"
Although he didn't believe a word of this man's nonsense, Zhuge Qingtian still tried to interpret He Huan's actions in a normal way, but he soon discovered that this was really a self-defeating choice.
"Oh, I was inspired by stargazing at night, and I wanted to let the God of Fusor write a masterpiece, but who knew that the God of Yingxi would hit him as soon as he opened his mouth. If you want to find a Taoist companion, you can Don't imitate his violent temper."
He Huan could think of such a thing as letting a generation of famous master Fang Suihan draw goblins to fight, although the expression on Zhuge Qingtian's face at this time seemed to clearly write the words "Uncle Sanhuang, fight well", this great master But he didn't even feel the slightest bit of self-consciousness. Instead, he added something aggrieved, "Of course, if it wasn't for your young master to help him cut me, I would definitely not lose."
Sure enough, when he came out, he had to pay it back. In the past, how comfortable it was for Zhuge Qingtian to tease his master, but now that he fell into the hands of the great master, he realized how depressed Qian Ren felt when facing him, although people of their generation were generally not shameful. But the leader among them is He Huan.
"Master, my lovesickness can only be cured by Master, take care of yourself!"
Finally conceding defeat to this old devil, Zhuge Qingtian put down the letter and ran to the island. Well, now he is not afraid to face the God of Joy. Compared with being with the great master, being vigilant by the uncle of the three emperors doesn't hurt at all.
The storm calmed down, and the Mid-Autumn Festival came as scheduled. The snow-white river lanterns released by the God of Mourning covered the entire sea area, and the red lanterns hung by the God of Welcoming illuminated every corner of the Ghost Island, watching the ghosts on the street. The groups were reminiscing about the past, and Zhuge Qingtian was also infected by the festive atmosphere, so he flew to the White Mist Forest.
Ever since he talked about the alliance with Fushang Shen, Qian Ren knew that the elders of the demon sect had mastered his whereabouts, so he had the intention to go. Now, after the Mid-Yuan Festival with Hook Star, he will go to sea again. When Zhuge Qingtian arrives, Xia Huo The bird was busy in front of the stove, and the big-headed ghost walked with her staggeringly with a bundle of firewood. Although the appearance was very different from ordinary people, the atmosphere was rare and peaceful.
The big-headed ghost was born deformed and killed by his parents. Xia Huoniao's child died of hatred before he was born. It was obviously two ghosts who were full of resentment towards the world together, but they lived far more comfortably than many living people. Seeing that Zhuge Qingtian's repressed mood finally eased for a long time, he pounced on Qian Ren and complained, "Master, you don't even call me to eat!"
Seeing that he had escaped from He Huan, Qian Ren was no exception at all, he just casually pressed the person on the stool, and then he said: "Hook Xing insists on cooking for me, so I can only let her do it. ."
"Qingtian is here, what do you want to eat?"
"Shredded pork with green peppers! Please don't put peppercorns!"
He warmly greeted Xia Huoniao, who turned back, and Zhuge Qingtian seemed to have returned to the carefree time in Jiangdu City. Perhaps at first, he would choose to live with Zhuge Qingtian's memory, because he thought he didn't know anything. It is the happiest. However, this is not bad now, at least I can stay with this person without any worries.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the man in black who was still sitting in front of the simple table and chair, and he leaned over and closed his eyes as soon as he fell down and said, "It's nice to have someone who is hurt by a nanny, I also want someone to cook for them. I eat..."
"Aren't you quite proud of your cooking skills?"
He caught him with his extraordinary reflexes, but Qian Ren still didn't change his face, but Zhuge Qingtian, who was not comforted by the man as he wished, gave him a blank look, which started to make a fuss, "This is different, if Even if your fried rice turns black, I will cry and eat it!"
"Oh, I'll do it once after remodeling your body."
"Master, you must not put half a bowl of peppercorns."
"Well, that's a good proposal."
"I was wrong, please forget what happened just now!"
Zhuge Qingtian also finds it very strange. He used to be a very stable and calm person. When facing Zhao Jicheng, he can quickly return to the past state. However, when he talks to Qianren, he seems to lose his head again. He can't use his reason at all. Thinking about this person's every move, what's even more terrifying is that he still enjoys this feeling very much. Could it be that he has fallen into evil
Speaking of which, all ghosts and gods have side effects. Could it be that his ghost realm is used to rejuvenate himself? Well, what a horrible negative effect...
When he came here, Zhuge Qingtian thought that he must be steady this time, and let Qian Ren see his wise side. As long as he is like this, Qian Ren will definitely fall in love with him. However, the ideal is beautiful and the reality is cruel. In the arms of the master, and also had some exchanges that were not handsome and charming at all.
Zhao Huai'an, ah Zhao Huai'an, even when you were twelve years old, you didn't escape like this, can't you restrain yourself from being cute and cute
Thinking of this, he could only hold his head angrily, trying to change the topic to save his image, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is very gloomy in the world, but it is as lively as New Year's Eve when it is replaced by the ghost realm."
When he said this, Qian Ren remembered the instructions of the God of Frustration, raised his eyes to look at the red lantern hanging in the forest, and then asked, "We will go to sea tomorrow, don't you want to meet the God of Yingxi?"
"After so many things, he will no longer trust Zhao Huaian."
Zhuge Qingtian didn't think that Zhao Huanzhi would be so simple that he trusted him easily, and he didn't have the strength to pretend to please anyone, and when he was hesitating, Qian Ren's palm was placed on the back of his hand, and what followed was only In one sentence, "You are my apprentice Zhuge Qingtian."
Although it was just a plain sentence, it was inexplicably full of courage, so he finally straightened up and raised his eyes at the man: "Then you go with me!"
"it is good."
The moment he got the affirmative reply, his mood was a rare joy, and after reacting, he held down his uncontrollable head again, as if this would bring his reason back.
Quickly stop this childish behavior like a child, he is not He Huan, so what should I do if the master who doesn't have a good image runs away
The author has something to say: Zhuge Qingtian: I want Master to see my handsome side and fall in love with me deeply!
Qianren (applause): Yes, I have ambition.
He Huan: Wake up, love is a DEBUFF that loses IQ, do you think everyone has the same strong self-control as me
He Ku (squint): Oh, you sleep on the beach tonight.
He Huan (positive color): But in front of you, I have absolutely no idea what moderation is.