Bamboo horse has several faces

Chapter 1 Dream

Ye Huai was in a mist, he lowered his head, he could only see a small piece of reddish-brown land under his feet, the soil was damp, occasionally some yellow petals flew from the mist and fell at his feet.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Regular knocking sounds came from a distance, but Ye Huai couldn't hear other sounds. His legs seemed to be controlled by someone, and he walked forward involuntarily. He didn't know how long he had been walking. He felt a familiar wave sword intent.

The mist in front of him was split by Pokong's sword intent, and he raised his hand to block it with the natal spirit sword, but his hand was suspended in the air.

"Boom, boom, boom."

No need, said a voice in his heart, he won't hurt you.

Yes, there's no need, Ye Huai put down his hand obediently.

Just as he thought, the sword intent stopped in front of him and suddenly dissipated into golden light spots. A large peach blossom forest broke into his sight, and the petals of the peach blossoms were scattered all over the ground, some of which were blown off by the wind. , some were knocked down by sword intent.

Ye Huai felt that this scene seemed familiar, and he thought that someone should come out of it in a while.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Sure enough, a figure walked out slowly from the peach blossom forest. He stood in front of Ye Huai, with a sharp face, thin lips slightly pursed, and sharp eyebrows looking at Ye Huai.

Ye Huai knew this person, and Ye Huai was also very familiar with this expression - this expression meant that Ye Huai made him angry again.

But Ye Huai couldn't remember what he had done and stepped on this young master's thunder.

Just when he was about to ask "What's the matter?", the young master stretched out his hand to his face, Ye Huai shrank back reflexively, but he didn't want him to just take a pink petal from his hair.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Ye Huai looked at the slender fingers of the person in front of him pinching the petals, and he was a little confused, but what surprised him even more was yet to come——

The man loosened his two fingers, and the petals fluttered in the air like a butterfly by the wind. Then, the usually cold and handsome face showed a gentle smile to Ye Huai.

"Ah Huai, long time no see."

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"Ahhhhh!!"

A series of screams almost knocked over the roof of an inn in Genliang Town, Fang Yi stopped pounding the medicine, put the bi-color medicine pestle in the medicine mortar, looked sideways at the person who made the sound with a frightened expression Sitting up from the reclining chair, her hair was rubbed into a mess like a bird's nest after the owner took a lunch break. The peach blossom eyes that looked a little sentimental were full of fear at the moment, the bridge of the nose was straight, the wings of the nose moved slightly, and the ruddy lips were slightly opened. , to help the nose share some breathing functions.

It was supposed to be an eye-catching beauty, but unfortunately, this beauty... doesn't seem very smart.

Fang Yi shook his head and continued to pick up the pestle and began to pound the medicine, asking over and over again, "Did you see a ghost in a dream?"

Ye Huai was still in shock, he still felt dazed, and his fingertips were a little numb—it was numb all afternoon when he was sleeping.

He leaned forward and took the white jade cup on the small coffee table, drank the herbal tea in it in one gulp, and the warm spiritual power melted in his mouth, which made him calm down.

"Didn't dream about ghosts."

Fang Yi pounded the medicine there, and the spiritual power in his hand spread along the medicine pestle to the medicine. He carefully adjusted the properties of the medicine, and asked absent-mindedly, "Then why are you screaming so badly? The ghost is chasing it."

People who grew up in the cultivation world would not be afraid of anything, but Ye Huai lived in the mortal world when he was a child. When he first came to the cultivation world, he would live in the Valley of Godly Doctors. He was often frightened by the shadows of trees in the Valley of Godly Doctors. The ghost is coming, and this past incident has become a joke that Master Fang Yi, the genius doctor Gu Shaogu, has been using to make fun of him.

"I dreamed about Duan Songyang." Ye Huai said.

With a sound of "噗呲", a wisp of green smoke rose from the mortar, announcing that the mortar was completely useless.

Fang Yi sighed, put down the pestle, and turned around again, this time looking at Ye Huai with a bit of sympathy: "That's better than dreaming about ghosts. But——"

He sat down next to Ye Huai and teased: "I said Master Ye, you have been sneaking out for so many days. When you first came out, didn't you categorically say that everything was arranged properly? This time, even if Juggernaut Duan himself carried Come with the sword, you have to get the Changming Pearl first, how can you be so frightened now just dreaming about him? Did you dream that he asked you to copy "The Twelve Laws of Guiyuan"?"

Duan Songyang, Duan Jiansheng, the leader of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, stepped into the Mahayana realm at a young age, won the title of Sword Saint more than 30 years ago, and became the veritable number one swordsman in the cultivation world.

And Ye Huai is the head of the world's number one sword cultivator sect shrouded in the halo of the sword master, and also the Taoist partner of the great sword master Duan. It is a negative teaching material for Taoist couples who form a bond in the realm of comprehension.

Master Ye is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that Jiansheng Duan will take out the "Twelve Laws of Guiyuan" from the Guiyuan Sword Sect and throw it in front of him for him to copy. That is simply his childhood nightmare.

"It would be fine if he smashed "The Twelve Laws of Returning to Yuan" with me! Do you know... I dreamed..." Ye Huai paused, picked up the teacup and moistened his throat again, remembering the dream just now Qi Qi said, "I dreamed that he smiled at me! He smiled very gently!"

Fang Yi's smile froze on his face when he watched the excitement, and he reconfirmed in disbelief: "Duan Songyang? Smiling at you? And smiling very gently?"

Ye Huai nodded: "It's scary!"

Fang Yi thought about the scene and agreed, "It's quite scary."

Everyone knows that Juggernaut Duan is cold-faced and cold-hearted, and he has a cold face to everyone. He has not seen him smiling for so many years. When he sees him in the dog days, he will feel a lot cooler. The deed of the devil like chopping leeks is an existence in the cultivation world that can stop children from crying at night.

It seemed that after digesting this scene for a long time, Fang Yi said again: "I said, brother, you really want to break the contract with him from the bottom of your heart, right?"

Ye Huai immediately replied: "That's natural!"

Putting his hand on Ye Huai's shoulder, Fang Yi reconfirmed: "Before you have been clamoring to separate from Duan Songyang and dissolve the contract, so you want to take the Changming Pearl and ask me to give you the elixir for breaking the marriage contract. As your brother, I took the risk of offending Juggernaut Duan to agree with you, don't let me make a mess of it, and you turn around and want to reconcile with Juggernaut Duan again, then I am not a human being inside and out!"

"Brother!" Ye Huai put his hand on Fang Yi's and said sincerely, "Don't worry, I, Ye Huai, am not the one to do such a thing!"

He mobilized his spiritual power, and a thread of spiritual power appeared on his right wrist. The golden and green lines intersected. The green part was broken into pieces, but the golden part was still stubbornly entangled with those green spiritual power threads, They are bundled with themselves as a whole.

Fang Yi was a little surprised when he saw this thing, he held Ye Huai's hand: "You... When did this happen?"

Duan Songyang is the best single-gold spiritual root, and Ye Huai is the best single-wood spiritual root.

The conclusion of the marriage contract is that the aura of the two parties communicates and is entwined on each other's spiritual roots. From then on, they can share their cultivation. spiritual entanglement.

Ye Huai looked down at the thread of marriage, his throat was a little dry: "Since I formed the alchemy."

Ye Huai's cultivation base is only Jindan.

The realm of self-cultivation is divided into six levels, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, and Mahayana. To reach the Mahayana realm means that one step is short of being able to ascend.

But it has been a long time since no one has ascended in the realm of comprehension, and these levels have become a simple symbol of cultivation.

Duan Songyang is three realms higher than Ye Huai, and it is reasonable to say that Ye Huai took advantage of Duan Songyang's contract.

But Ye Huai is determined now, and would rather give up this "cheap" and split the contract with Duan Songyang.

"Actually, I don't quite understand." Fang Yi put down his hand, "You and him have been together for decades, although they are always fighting, but it's not to the point where we have to separate, right?"

Although the two were quarreling, neither of them had any issues of principle. Besides, the two of them had been arguing since they were young. After the quarrel, they reconciled. After the reconciliation, they continued to quarrel. Everyone in the Guiyuan Sword Sect was used to the relationship between the two young ancestors. , even if they later merged, it would not be too surprising.

Why do we have to separate now?

Moreover, just now Ye Huai was still dreaming of Duan Songyang smiling gently at him in his dream just now, so there is obviously still something to look forward to.

So Fang Yi cautiously guessed: "You can't be inferior because of your cultivation?"

The word "inferiority" has never appeared in Ye Huai's life dictionary.

Not wanting to let Fang Yi continue guessing like this, Ye Huai waved at him, and Fang Yi leaned his head towards him.

"I think there is something in my spiritual root." Ye Huai whispered.

Fang Yi glanced at him, stretched out his hand and pulled his wrist again, the thin wood-type spiritual power swam in along the spiritual veins, it was smooth at first, but he didn't want to encounter more resistance as he walked towards the spiritual root .

That was not the resistance from Ye Huai's own wood-type spiritual power, but the part of Duan Songyang's spiritual power domineeringly entrenched on Ye Huai's Linggen.

Fang Yi let go of his hand and asked, "Even if you check the spiritual root yourself, you can't see it?"

A person should be in absolute control of his spiritual root situation, and there is obviously a problem with this situation now.

"I can't find it," Ye Huai said helplessly, "Unless Duan Songyang withdraws his spiritual power on his own initiative, most of what I see is his spiritual power."

"Then you usually use spiritual power..." Fang Yi shut up halfway through.

The two of them are bound by a marriage contract, and their cultivation bases can be used together. Duan Songyang is three full realms higher than Ye Huai. Although Ye Huai's spiritual veins at the Jindan stage cannot fully carry all the spiritual power of Duan Songyang's Mahayana stage, they are usually used. The spiritual power of Duan Songyang is also directly converted into the wood attribute of Duan Songyang through the conversion of the marriage contract. It is not that he does not want to use the spiritual power of his spiritual root, but the metallic spiritual power that wraps his spiritual root. not to let.

"Then how do you feel that you have something in your spiritual roots?"

"I..." Ye Huai hesitated for a moment, and replied vaguely, "I saw it for a moment when I was forming a pill."

The time when the core is formed must be the time when the spiritual root feels the strongest, so it is normal even if there is a chance to see it.

But Fang Yi still felt that Ye Huai was hiding something, but as a good buddy, Ye Huai didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't force him to ask.

"That doesn't necessarily mean that you have to get the citizenship and release the contract," Fang Yi said, "but the Changming Pearl is still needed. Anyway, get this thing first."

Ye Huai secretly came out with Duan Songyang on his back this time because of the Changming Pearl. The Changming Pearl is a very special natural treasure of water attribute. It is produced in extremely cold places. Located in the north of Genliang Town, they have been waiting here for many days.

At night, the sun went down and the sky was completely dark, but there was a blue light in the northern sky.

"It's time." Fang Yi said.

Ye Huai looked at the increasingly bright light in the sky, touched the power ring on his thumb representing the identity of the head of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and then activated his spiritual power, the ring on his hand was covered, his face There have also been some changes.

Although his cultivation base is not very good, but he still bears the title of head of the sect, it is better to keep a low profile when entering this small secret realm.

The two flew north and arrived at their destination in a short while.

It was a pool, and there were already many cultivators standing on the bank of the pool. Ye Huai glanced and found that most of them were from the small sect, which he expected.

Because this is not a high-level secret realm, most of the things in it can be bought, and the martial arts are not willing to bother, that is, things like the Changming Pearl are of high grade, but the effect of this thing is limited to spiritual power. It is hard to peel off, and the ice bird is not easy to deal with. Most people would not choose to take risks for such tasteless things.

A beam of blue light in the center of the pool shot straight into the sky, and the blue light continued to expand to the outer circle. Ye Huai knew that this was the key to entering the secret realm.

When the blue beam of light spread to the lake, the people waiting by the lake stretched out their hands and pressed on the beam of light to mobilize their spiritual power.

Ye Huai and Fang Yi looked at each other, then stretched out their hands, and put them on the beam of light.

But the moment Ye Huai mobilized his spiritual power, his whole body suddenly became stiff.

He felt Duan Songyang's breath.

The author says:

Note: "The Twelve Laws of Guiyuan" originally had only twelve rules of the Guiyuan Sword School. During the development of the Guiyuan Sword School, the twelve rules were subdivided into countless small points, and Ye Huai and Duan Songyang This generation, this rule book is already very thick.

----Advance collection of "Shi Bao's Self-cultivation" for collection——

I am the only one who is ruthless and merciless Master Gong x Cute, kind, upright and brave Master Shi Bao's apprentice Shou;

Shibao's self-cultivation:

Number one, what Master said is absolutely correct.

The second point, if the master is wrong, please refer to the first point.

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Lu Xiaosi worked hard as a mortal for 16 years, but he grew cat ears and tails overnight.

He was so frightened that he ran up to Taiwei Mountain overnight to ask the elders for help in "curing the disease".

But he didn't want to accidentally go the wrong way and join the team of Taiwei Immortal Sect to select disciples.

Lu Xiaosi followed others through many tests with a dazed face, and stood on Chuyan Terrace to wait for the elders to choose apprentices.

A gust of wind blew, exposing his animal ears to all eyes,

Everyone gasped, and exclaimed, "Yaozu's secret agents are trying to infiltrate me in Taiwei Mountain!"

Lu Xiaosi couldn't argue, and could only repeat "I'm just here to see a doctor" in a low voice in vain.

The orange cat ears trembled slightly and flattened slowly, faithfully reflecting the owner's emotions.

Suddenly, a white light flashed and fell in front of him, turning into a handsome fairy he had never seen in his life.

The immortal is dressed in white and has silver hair, even his eyelashes and eyebrows are as pure as ice and snow, those beautiful eyes are staring at him coldly, his bony hands are slowly raised,

The people around immediately took a few steps back, for fear that the little demon's blood would splash on them.

Lu Xiaosi closed his eyes tightly, but the fairy just tapped his finger on the center of his brow, and a voice like a clear spring sounded in his ear——

"This disciple belongs to me."

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In the era when humans, monsters and immortals were fighting, a saint son of the fairy clan who was predicted to "end the troubled times" - Qi Jiuwei was born in Mount Taiwei.

Qi Jiuwei is blessed with the luck of heaven, and he cultivates quickly. In less than 1 years, he became No. [-] in the world of cultivation, named Jinghua Immortal Venerable.

Immortal Jinghua's light is as bright as the wind and the moon, and his nature is as cold as frost. He hates demons the most.

When encountering demons and beheading demons, encountering demons and killing demons, no demon can survive a quarter of an hour in front of him.

Except for his apprentice who looks like a cat demon with cat ears and cat tail.

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Lu Xiaosi, who was accepted under the sect of Jinghua Xianzun, had blind worship and trust in the banished fairy master who was like a savior,

Every word that Master said is a holy word, and everything that Master teaches is kept in mind. The goal of cultivation is to be an excellent teacher who puts Master's will first in everything.

Until one day, he was pinned down on the bed by his master, and the master with silver hair turned blue silk pinched his chin, and put on a cynical smile on his always cold face: "My dear disciple, master is going to teach you the last lesson today, don't let me go!" Trust anyone, including your master and me."