Exorcism

Du Fangfeng, who is fifty years old, is in his prime and looks to be only in his mid-twenties. As a casual cultivator, he has neither the desire to live a thousand years nor the fighting spirit to slay demons. He only has a very simple idea. : Enjoy yourself to the fullest in your limited life. The only purpose of practice is to be able to withstand these enjoyments.

Until he met Feng Ruhui, a Taoist priest from Luanjing Mountain.

At that time, Feng Ruhui was not the short and fat old woman in Mu Xingqiu's memory, but the Luanjingshan female Taoist priest who dominated the imperial capital. She was a distinguished guest of Longbinhui and rarely appeared in public, but her reputation had already faded. Spread throughout the world.

Du Fangfeng had another name at that time, and he was making friends with princes and nobles in the imperial capital, including several great talisman masters of the Longbin Society. Therefore, he had the opportunity to meet this world-famous female Taoist priest, which took him half of his life.

The casual cultivator in the game world walked up confidently and introduced himself, expressing his admiration in carefully chosen words, but only got one sentence in exchange. To this day, that voice still makes him feel ashamed in his dream.

"Are you a casual cultivator?" Feng Ruhui only said these four words.

In fact, Feng Ruhui had a kind attitude and had no special reaction towards the casual cultivator. He had neither contempt nor respect, but just made a perfunctory sentence according to etiquette. Du Fangfeng was even a little complacent at the time, thinking that this beautiful Taoist priest might be interested in him. , until he returned home and was alone, the drunkenness subsided, and the night wind hit him, he suddenly understood that everything was an illusion, and the other party just cast an extremely simple spell, which was not even specifically aimed at him.

The greatest humiliation in the world is not curses and fists, nor conspiracy and calculation, but complete ignorance and indifference. Du Fangfeng worked hard to show off his style, chatting enthusiastically with his friends, making everyone laugh. Every turn he made, every sip of wine, every move of his eyes and corners of his mouth were prepared. People who knew him well had noticed the clues and started joking in a low voice.

As a result, Feng Ruhui didn't notice such a person at all.

Only when Du Fangfeng returned home did he realize what a stupid thing he had done. Those so-called friends not only failed to dissuade him, but instead added fuel to the fire. Make his performance more exaggerated. Then watch the fun secretly.

Sure enough, his joke was already circulating among the aristocratic circles the next day. It is said that the Siming Cauldron in Luanjing Mountain needs another soul that is sent in voluntarily.

One of the principles of enjoying life is not to be enjoyed by life. Du Fangfeng once spent thirty years practicing hard, harder than the Taoist priests of the Nine Traditions, in order to break away from his status as a weakling. Being able to associate with the most powerful people, ensuring that he was not bound by cold rules, he found that all he got was a moon in the water.

Du Fangfeng regarded his experience as a great shame and humiliation, and even changed his name to "Fangfeng".

He left the imperial capital and traveled around the world, focusing on the mountains and rivers, but he still couldn't get rid of the humiliation in his heart. In the dream, Feng Ruhui's voice gradually changed. It was no longer emotionless and perfunctory, and sometimes condescending. Sometimes there are many kinds of charms, but in short, they are all worthy of the "identity" set by Du Fangfeng himself.

Dreaming can temporarily deceive oneself, but after waking up, it will be a deeper sense of humiliation. Du Fangfeng's love turned into hatred. A few years later, he made up his mind to do something big that would cause a sensation in the world. Feng Ruhui looked at himself with admiration.

The most direct means of revenge is of course to destroy the Luanjing Mountain Siming Cauldron, but Luanjing Mountain never receives guests from outside the Taoist order. It is extremely difficult for casual cultivators to sneak in. This is true for several Taoist orders, with only two exceptions. It is Qishan, an expensive refuge, full of people and heavily guarded. The other is Yashan, where the sword-washing pool is open to the public. As long as you pay, you can get close to the treasure of Yashan.

Du Fangfeng's biggest advantage was that Yashan never imagined that the resentment inadvertently caused by a female Taoist priest in Luanjing Mountain would be repaid on them.

Du Fangfeng became a frequent visitor to Asan from then on. He bought old magical artifacts everywhere, washed them in Asan and then sent them to Qishan for sale. This business lasted for five years, during which he made a small fortune. The original intention has never changed.

In the end, he stole a bottle of sword-washing water and fled to Qishan. When the Yashan Taoist priests caught up with him, he only made one request: "Let Feng Ruhui come back, and I will hand the water bottle to her personally, and then let you do whatever you want." ”

The casual cultivator Du Fangfeng made a mistake. The Taoist priests did not accept coercion, especially those with personal grudges. The Yashan Taoist priest had too much patience and did not go to Luanjingshan for help. He just spent time with him in Qishan, waiting for death to end. everything.

Asan was about to win.

"I thought the Nine Dao Unifications were the same thing, but I didn't expect that every family is so proud and never asks for help. Yes, you help each other in times of war and receive each other in times of peace, but everything must be written in the agreement in advance. Any unexpected request for help is unacceptable and therefore impossible. Alas, it took me ten years to understand this truth.”

Du Fangfeng's story was full of twists and turns, but it could not hide the distortion of his emotions. Whether he was a Taoist disciple or an ordinary person, Mu Xingqiu felt that this man was completely unreasonable, and he wasted more than fifty years just to attract some attention.

"How did you steal the pond water?" Mu Xingqiu was not interested in Du Fangfeng's emotions. He just wanted to ask the question that had troubled everyone for many years.

Du Fangfeng smiled slightly and closed his eyes to rest. After a while, he opened his eyes and said calmly: "It's very simple. I go to Asan at least once a month. Each time I choose a different time on a different date, and then carefully observe and compare the teeth." I know the precautionary measures in and out of the mountain very well. It is easy to steal water, but it is even more difficult to take it out of Asan. However, I was lucky enough to catch up with a rare event like the election of a master in Asan. There are many ways. The utensils were all transferred away. I drank a bottle of water and walked out of Asan without being questioned. I heard that Asan now does not allow outsiders to approach the sword-washing pool, and the utensils can only be washed by the Asan Taoist priests. These are all mine. wrong."

Du Fangfeng did not admit his mistake on his face, but showed a sense of superiority. In front of the indifferent and proud Tao Tong, he finally got attention. He took out a seven-inch-high crystal bottle from his sleeve and placed it next to the magic scroll on the table. "Look, this is it."

There was not enough water in the bottle to quench one person's thirst. Du Fangfeng took it out casually, without any intention of treating it as a treasure. "I have been waiting for a man for sixty years, and Yashan has been waiting for me for fifty years. We are all in the same boat." ”

"Are you telling me this because I know Feng Ruhui?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"Well, I am hiding in Qishan without leaving the island, but I am well-informed. I died here, and Feng Ruhui also had a bad life. I heard that she had a mortal relationship with Pangshan Taoist Ning Qiwei, and Ning Qiwei wanted to Fighting for the position of master, he actually cut off his mortal relationship in advance, haha, this is retribution. "

If a Taoist priest forms a mortal bond with an ordinary person, he or she can break it off at any time. He or she does not even need to show up in person. He or she can find someone to replace him, as long as there is a feeling in his heart. Mortal bonds between Taoist priests are more complicated. Generally speaking, both parties will make an agreement. Cut off the relationship at the same time to avoid causing harm to the other party.

Feng Ruhui naturally became a victim.

Mu Xingqiu recalled his impression of Granny Feng, but he couldn't find much evidence that she was sad, but he had a feeling that Grandmaster Ning Qiwei seemed to feel guilty when he talked about Feng Ruhui.

Du Fangfeng has been paying attention to Feng Ruhui's movements. There was no news about her for a long time. A few years ago, he heard that Feng Ruhui had been living in seclusion in a small border town in Xijie Kingdom for many years. Because of the invasion of demon species, she had returned. Returned to Luanjing Mountain.

"Feng Ruhui wanted to take revenge on Ning Qiwei, but unfortunately he didn't succeed." Du Fangfeng sighed, feeling very regretful.

"Feng Ruhui just lived in seclusion in Yelin Town and did nothing. Moreover, you have only met her once, right?"

"But I know her better than anyone else." Du Fangfeng's eyes were bright, like a patient's reflection, "She is like me, unable to bear the humiliation. Ning Qiwei cut off the mortal relationship in advance, not only hurting her Her heart also made her a laughing stock in the Taoist tradition, and she would never endure it silently. Unfortunately, her plan failed. She must have had a plan, but it was interrupted by the invasion of the demon species. After all, she was a Taoist priest. When it comes to demons, you can only choose to give in."

Everything was Du Fangfeng's guess, but he said it with certainty, "In Yelin Town, the demon seeds have roots. A total of nine people have entered Pangshan. I know your names. When I'm not doing anything, I always think about Feng Ru What is Hui’s plan? But nothing comes of it.”

Mu Xingqiu knew that Feng Ruhui was the first person to discover that Fangfang had spiritual bone roots. She wanted to use the most inconspicuous way to send Fangfang to Xijie City, and then to Luanjing Mountain, but unfortunately something happened on the way. , Fangfang and the teenagers from Yelin Town were taken to Pangshan.

Mu Xingqiu felt that everything Feng Ruhui did was because of the struggle between orthodox forces, com and had nothing to do with personal grudges. It seemed that she had cut off her mortal ties, and it was Ning Qiwei who had been feeling guilty.

He would not say these words to the casual cultivators, but would just ask: "Why are you looking for me? There are three people from Yelin Town in Qishan."

"It's Hong Futian. He chose you because he thinks you are different." Du Fangfeng smiled, "I don't know much about you and can't make a judgment. But I believe in Hong Futian. Although the Taoist demon's desire to join forces is very ridiculous, His vision is still very accurate.”

Du Fangfeng's expression suddenly became serious, "I want to ask you to bring a letter to Feng Ruhui."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "I may never have the chance to see her again in my life."

"Then you don't have to hand it over for the rest of your life. I only have one request. If you can see Feng Ruhui, give the letter to her and at least mention my name. In return, I will give you a few treasures, and - I will reveal a little about Mr. Yishi. Coincidentally, I once saw him, a great half-demon. In fact, he was the one who resurrected the Ancient God Sect."

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