Xie Bian got up at Mao hour every day, sat in meditation, had a meal, read a book, practiced the sword, and tended the flowers and plants, all in one morning.
But this morning when he got up, he went next door first, to see if Fan Wuxi had eaten last night's food.
Seeing that there was no trace of the bamboo basket at the door, Xie Bian was in a good mood, after eating the food he cooked, the younger brother would definitely get closer to him.
The dead don't need to eat, so only he and the master needed to eat in this huge underworld. Although the two of them can also fast, but because they love to eat, they are unconscious, and even have to eat thin candles. However, he had to do the cooking himself, and cooking with thin candles was too unpalatable.
Xie Bian went to the kitchen to prepare porridge and side dishes, imagining the scene of the three masters and apprentices sitting around a table and sharing breakfast. It's more like a home.
The meal is ready, look at the time, Zhong Kui should wake up too, let Bo Zhu bring out the food, Xie Bian went to call Fan Wuxi by himself.
As soon as he approached Hantanxiang, he heard the sound of a sword dancing through the air through the wall. Just by hearing the sound, he could roughly estimate the speed and strength of the opponent's sword, and concluded that the sword technique must be good.
When Xie Bian stepped into the other courtyard, it was indeed Fan Wuzhen who was practicing his sword, but he only had time to see a clean closing gesture.
Fan Wushi's breath moved slightly, his nose flared, and a thin layer of sweat floated on his forehead, which looked like a pearly rosy glow in the morning light, making his face even more radiant. He looked at Xie Bian: "Senior brother."
"Why don't you practice anymore? I guess your swordsmanship is good, brother just wanted to see it."
Xie Bian leaned against the wall with his hands folded, smiling.
He has half a bunch of black hair, a sapphire wishful crown on his head, a white shirt like snow, with silver patterns on his wrists, hood, and lapel, and double-petaled orchids. His smile is full of flowers, standing burning in the morning sun, with a faint fragrance.
Fan Wuxi's Adam's apple just bulged slightly and rolled under the tender flesh. He immediately averted his eyes from Jie Bian, put away his sword, turned his head and walked into the house.
"Who did you learn the sword from? Have you ever been a teacher before?"
"A casual cultivator in Qingcheng Mountain took me in when I was a child, and later he traveled all over the world."
"Have you formed a pill yet?"
"Done."
The first time he saw Fan Wushi, he felt that this young man was extraordinary. Now it seems that he is really talented, and those who can form alchemy at this age are the best among people, not to mention that Fan Wushi's teacher is a man with no name and no surname. With the guidance of Zhong Kui and the nourishment of Luo Fengshan's spiritual power, the future should not be underestimated.
Xie Bian followed, "I'm here to invite you to have breakfast."
"Okay." Fan Wushi picked up the cloth handkerchief and wiped his sweat.
Xie Bian glanced into the room and saw his bamboo basket on the table: "Did you eat last night? Is the food cold?"
"No."
"No is..."
"Eat it, it's not cold."
Xie Bian asked expectantly: "That's good, brother, is the cooking delicious?"
Fan Wuxi paused, lowered his head with his hands, and said in a low voice, "It's delicious."
Xie Bian smiled loudly: "What do you like to eat, what do you avoid, you will..."
"Are you so nice to everyone?" The drooping thick eyelashes blocked her dark eyes.
Knowing that this person is the same as in the previous life, with evil intentions hidden behind his gentleness, and poisonous as a snake and scorpion under his innocence, he is still...
He has also wondered countless times whether this person is like this by nature, or is he blinded by greed. If all that hadn't happened, would his elder brother have always been like this, even if he pretended for the rest of his life.
Xie Bian laughed: "How come, you are my junior brother."
Fan Wuxi picked up the bamboo basket: "Let's go."
Seeing Fan Wuxi's cold face again, Xie Bian shook his head and smiled lightly: "After dinner in a while, senior brother will take you to Fengdu City to buy a new bedding and some daily necessities."
"No need."
"how?"
"Quilt, I'm used to sleeping."
"Then you have to buy a new bed. You have to change and wash it. I'll cut some clothes for you. If you need anything, just ask. If you can't remember it, you can write it down. I have to go to Fengdu to buy it from time to time."
"Fengdu...how is the situation now?"
"what's the situation?"
"Didn't Zong Zixiao destroy Fengdu's barrier back then?"
Xie Bian was startled, and stared at Fan Wuxi with wide eyes.
Fan Wuxi frowned: "What?"
"You... you..." just said the name of the demon king
Although the name of the Demon Lord is "unspeakable" by everyone in the world, Xie Bian does not shy away from it, because Zhong Kui dismisses it, and often says that if he was born decades earlier, there would be no chance for evil spirits like Zong Zixiao chaos, and he also believed in his master. What surprised him was that Fan Wuxi was really a newborn calf who dared to call Mozun by his name in such a grand manner. You must know that even people in the Immortal League dare not make random comments, and it is even more taboo in the Underworld.
Fan Wuxi coldly snorted disapprovingly: "Death is dead, so you can't mention the name."
Xie Bian gave another big reward to his little junior brother: "You know, the master said the same thing, word for word." I'm afraid that this exception to accepting apprentices is not really short of the money for the drink. He is very talented, and he lives up to his name, with a temperament that suits his master's taste. The master must have really taken a fancy to this material that can be made.
"I heard that Master used the Eastern Emperor Bell to repair Fengdu's barrier."
"Yes, without the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Emperor might not be able to maintain the barrier." Xie Bi'an said, "Now Fengdu City is full of people, bustling and prosperous. People are above and ghosts are below. The harmonious coexistence depends entirely on the East Emperor Bell."
"... This thing is really powerful." Fan Wuxi thought thoughtfully.
"That's right, the Donghuang Bell is the first of the four ancient magic weapons. The driver can call the wind and rain, and I am the only one who is the only one. The eldest son, didn't he dare to trample on the two worlds of humans and ghosts because he got the second of the four magic weapons." Xie Bian couldn't help it. He said proudly, "Fortunately, the Donghuang Bell is in the hands of someone like Shizun. Shizun doesn't seek selfish desires or fame. He would rather use that divine treasure to strengthen the barrier and protect the peace of the world of humans and ghosts."
A cold light flashed in Fan Wuxi's eyes: "If there had been the Eastern Emperor's Bell and the Luofeng Mountain battle back then, the outcome might have been unknown."
"Well, Master often said that if he was there back then, it would not be the turn of the Demon Venerable to do whatever he wants."
During the conversation, they had already arrived at the Green Palace of Bamboo Leaves, and Zhong Kui was sitting at the table waiting for them.
The two said in unison: "Master, please be early."
Zhong Kui looked at the two handsome young men, one black and one white, and nodded with satisfaction: "Sit down. Bo Zhu, you sit too."
"You spent the night in the underworld, do you feel unwell?" Zhong Kui asked.
"No." Fan Wuxi thought for a while, "The operation of the spiritual power is slightly not smooth, but it's not a serious problem."
"Well, you are a yang body, and you will be damaged if you are attacked by yin qi. The weak will not be able to bear it. You should be fine after a while."
"yes."
"The Tianshi Palace has an enchantment, which has blocked a lot of Yin Qi and unnecessary troubles for you. You can't leave alone now. When your brother thinks that you can move in the underworld, you can go out."
"yes."
"Master, I will take good care of Wuxi. Today I want to take him to Fengdu to buy some things."
"Go."
Bo Zhu excitedly said: "Master Bai, you are going to Fengdu again."
"Yeah, what do you want again?" Living people will be affected by yin energy, and dead people will also be affected by yang energy. A ghost with a shallow cultivation level like Bozhu cannot survive in the daytime and when there are so many people. Lively places are active. So every time he went out, he would bring something small for Bozhu.
"Anything is fine." Bo Zhu smiled "hehe", "I like everything brought back by Lord Bai."
Xie Bian smiled: "By the way, did you find out what I asked you to check yesterday?"
"Oh, I just confessed to the Celestial Master."
Zhong Kui said: "Then Meng Kefei never committed any crimes in his life, and he never went to the Hall of Yama."
Xie Bian frowned, knowing that this matter would be difficult.
When a newly dead person arrives in the Underworld, he must first take him to the Nie Jingtai, which can reveal the proportion of good and evil in a person. If he has been doing good deeds all his life, those who have cultivated great merit can ascend to the highest level, and those who are more good than evil can directly enter the cycle of human reincarnation . But if good and evil are equally divided, it is difficult to judge, or those who commit crimes commit crimes, they will be randomly sent to ten halls of hell.
Most people in this world are more good than evil, so they don't need to go through the Hall of Yama, which means that no one will ask Meng Kefei who killed him.
"Then what should we do? Can you ask King Qin Guang to interrogate him?"
Zhong Kui shook his head: "After passing the evil mirror stage, you don't have to be tried in the Hall of Yama. Yan Luo only judges the good and evil behind him, regardless of the cause and effect in life, let alone revealing it to the world. This is a rule. If this person goes to the Hall of Yama, I can still go to the Hall of Yama." Put on an old face and ask quietly, he didn't even go to the Hall of Yama, so he might have already been reincarnated at this time."
Xie Bian sighed: "Then we can only hope that the Wuliang faction can find out the murderer as soon as possible. Those who can dig Meng Kefei's golden elixir must be high-level demon cultivators. They should have a reputation in the Jianghu. It's really worrying."
"I'm more concerned about why the Moxiu asked him to attack him." Zhong Kui thought, "Meng Kefei is Li Buyu's nephew. With such a status, it is doomed that the Moxiu will be hunted down by the Wuliang Sect forever. Even a golden pill may not be life-saving, and he is still on the territory of the Wuliang faction, why would he take such a big risk? It's like sending a gauntlet to the Wuliang faction."
"Yeah, who is so bold and reckless, how can he ensure that he can retreat unscathed?"
The master and apprentice were silent for a while, then Zhong Kui said, "I will go to Yunhe some other day."
"Master, take me with you." Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuxi who was buried in his meal, "Take me with you too?"
Fan Wuxi raised his head, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Shushan Yunxi."
"Yes, that is the place that countless monks yearn for. But I think the Wuliang Sect is too rigid, but it is also good to see the world."
After breakfast, Xie Bian took Fan Wuyi away from Hades and headed for Fengdu City.
The human world and the ghost world coexist in one place, separated only by a barrier, but this barrier completely separates the life and death of yin and yang, so that the two worlds do not interfere with each other, and they are in their own order.
The two of them walked through a long and dense path, and a large black monument appeared in front of it, with the words Yin and Yang written on it, with strong and vigorous strokes, as if it was not a monument, but a mountain.
"This is the Yin-Yang Monument, which is the only entrance to the Underworld. Passing through this Monument is the separation between Yin and Yang." Xie Bian summoned the sapphire staff, "I am a living person, and my entry and exit from the Hades depend on this thing."
"This is?"
"This is the soul-suppressing battle given to me by the emperor, and I named it Wuwubi."
Infinity Bi draws an arc-shaped emerald shadow in the void, and the Yin-Yang stele is surrounded by golden light, just like a giant god moving a mountain, there is a rumbling sound, and the stele recedes to the side.
A way to the world.