Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

He taught me bitter sea to turn around and realize Lan Yin early.

When Chou Yongzhou said these words, his expression was still faint. He was gentle and gentle, as gentle as a gentle breeze and drizzle, and he was a well-known gentleman.

However, the name of his clean and upright gentleman was controversial a hundred years ago. His past with Hunyuan Xianjun has almost turned into a template for all kindness and evil results. Everyone said that he was entangled with Tong Xianjun, but they did not dare to be right. The fairy monarch of the hole virtual realm pointed.

Floating clouds are scattered in the boundless sky, and the palace is hidden in the flowing clouds.

Jiang Yinghe rolled his cuffs a little, poured a cup of tea, and then looked at the kid beside the Muslim body.

She is very young, but she can still see her original beauty in her eyebrows. It seemed ignorant, but his eyes turned faster than anyone else. It seemed that there would be many wonderful ideas coming up in the next moment, which made people puzzled.

Jiang Yinghe looked at it for a moment, then smiled and said, "I haven't seen him like this. It's okay to be with you, why don't you even illuminate the memory?"

Chou Yongzhou took the tea handed by Jianxian with both hands, looked down and thought for a moment, and said: "The affection of the world is often blue and fruit. I will raise him, as for the future..."

"Both of you are weird." Jiang Yinghe glanced behind him with feeling, and saw a white cat with different eyes coming over, reaching out and hugging it into his arms, and continued, "He refused to agree, because Dao Xin refuses to allow it and tarnishes your reputation. You refuse to instigate because you are afraid of bad results. Why are you not willing to give it a try?"

While he was talking, he flicked the head of the little white cat, as if saying that he was always insecure and insecure.

"As far as Hunyuan Xianjun is concerned, it is an obstacle to the road." Chou Yongzhou lowered his head, revealing his thin white neck. His clothes were thin, and outside of the snow-bottomed bamboo lining, there was a pale green outer covering. At this moment, the sleeve of his shirt was falling between his fingers and was gently squeezed.

"He may not be..."

Chou Yongzhou doesn't say it anymore.

The boy next to him seemed to feel sad, staring at him for an instant, and then stretched out his hand and slightly pulled the finger of the halal person.

Jiang Yinghe rarely saw this kind of reaction. Even when Tong Guiyu was young, he was often extremely unrestrained and self-willed. He tasted this behavior and replied: "In this case, you and I make a bet."

Anxiously said: "Sword Fairy, please speak."

"If it's as you said, he may not like you. After that, I will order and send him to the Huan Zong. Wang Mengzhou will arrange and explain it. Everything is in order.

When... Ruuo grows up, he still loves him. "Jiang Yinghe said, "I testify to the ceremony of joining the two of you." "

Chou Yongzhou was silent for a long time, then quietly nodded and stood up and said: "...respect is worse than fate."

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Clouds and mists around.

Wuliangtianque has always been like this, misty and misty, and few people visit it. Above it is the temple where Taoist ancestors lived, and there are not many people who know it.

But in fact, Daozu is often not here, but stays in the Penglai school Qingjingya for a long time.

After Chou Yongzhou left, he took the reincarnated Xiaoyu who had returned directly from Fan to Yaowanggu. Although he has been in Yaowanggu for so many years, although there are some controversial voices, it has gradually disappeared. There are not so many people who are obsessed with the past.

Only he and Wang Mengzhou have been thinking about it.

The junior was very talented and sensible, and did not forcefully ask the person to be taken away, but sincerely entrusted him with words. He kept the Tongguiyu children by his side naturally, and asked them all about Taoism, mentality, and road construction, and he decided by himself.

Yaowanggu often refines pill and decoction, and the fragrance of the medicine is slightly bitter, and even the sadness is stained on his body.

Little Tong was sitting on the futon, studying and grinding each recipe like a book from the sky, occasionally dizzy, turned his head and rolled into the arms of the Muslim, asking him to give pointers.

Time is rushing and slow.

The sunlight shrouded in grandeur, and some of his eyes dangled. Time should stop at this moment to save him from worrying about the future separation for many years.

As Tong's children grow up, they can't easily get into the arms of real people. When he was a teenager, he looked like a young man, almost the same as he had been rumored before his reincarnation.

Fenyi has peach-eyed eyes, and she is so beautiful that she is almost gender-insensitive, and she is as cunning as a fox. His outline has not yet grown. When he is full of anger, he feels like a teenager.

Chou Yongzhou has never seen him like this. The first thing he saw about Hunyuan Xianjun was at the Swordsman Conference. There were countless men around him, and his eyes were full of cynical and frivolous jokes, and he almost didn't take a good look. I have seen those young heroes below.

But he stretched out his hand to untie the cloak at will, and put it on the Hehuan Sect, these nameless patrons, the stove. Many people in the Hehuan Sect used the stove as an implement, and only Hunyuan Xianjun treated them as individuals.

Chou Yongzhou shouldn't approach him.

Huai Qingzhen people are the bright breeze and bright moon in the eyes of everyone, while Tong Guiyu is the merry great demon with lofty status and advanced cultivation.

But I just met...

Sorrow forever

Recalling these past events, the young man in front of him suddenly jumped his eyebrows, and the furnace in his hand fryed the pan, and black smoke came out, but he didn't care, even deliberately frying the furnace, and said: "The real person is thinking what?"

Anxious Yongzhou said: "I want a friend."

"No." Tong Guiyu said suddenly, "I'm not thinking about friends."

Even though he hasn't practiced Hehuan Dao since he was a child, he has an extremely keen mind on his eyes and performance.

"It's someone who wants to like."

The boy's speech was too straightforward, so that Sorrow would not be able to continue it for a while. After a while, he lifted his sleeves, poured out the black ash in the pill furnace, re-added medicinal materials, and said: "Nonsense."

Tong Guiyu held his chin, peach blossom squinted and looked at him carefully. He grew up to be romantic, with an unspeakable sentiment in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. As long as his eyes stayed on others, he would create an illusion that seemed affectionate.

Many people have suffered in his eyes.

But Chou Yongzhou didn't, and Hunyuan Xianjun rarely looked at him that way. He was willing to...almost become crazy, and fell in love at first sight.

It's ridiculous, but the follow-up of love at first sight is really hard to say. He thought that as long as he was sincere, even if he was rejected, he would not regret it in the future. But he didn't expect that he would become the culprit of Tonggui Yudao's instability.

He was stared in confusion, and stopped when his fingers touched the pill furnace. When he felt that it was too late for the moment of enthusiasm, the white fingertips were burned with red marks on the side, and the surface was shallow. Scars.

Pill Fire is so powerful that even the people of Medicine King Valley need to be careful.

Chou Yongzhou raised his hand and took a look, but without doing anything, he was pulled over his wrist by the teenager opposite, cleaned up, applied medicine, and bandaged in one go. He was extremely proficient in basic skills.

After it was all over, Tong Guiyu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him with those extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, all of which were unrecognizable and single-minded.

"It's... I forgot to blow it, and it doesn't hurt after blowing it."

Chou Yongzhou's heart jumped suddenly, unable to tell what was wrong with him, and his mind was so confused that he couldn't pick out a complete logical line.

He turned his wrist, drew his finger back, and said, "It's okay..."

He didn't mention that the person on the other side had to lean over.

Tong Guiyu realized early on that he was good-looking and was able to take full advantage of this. He drew closer from wherever his sorrowful eyes could reach, and slowly said, "Have I seen a real person long ago?"

More than just seeing these two words can be summarized

of.

Chou Yongzhou suddenly held his breath and said slowly: "...never."

"I don't believe it." This person was simply and neat, and he had to refute when he asked for the answer. Until he leaned closer and closer, there was only a distance left to raise his head, and he could gently rub the opponent's lips.

Chou Yongzhou heard him softly ask: "Real people treat me differently from others...You must like me."

I have never seen such an arrogant person.

...I have never seen such a self-aware person.

All his thoughts, everyone he waited silently day and night, every time his restraint, patience, and constant pessimism were spread out little by little by Tong Guiyu and spread out on the bright surface.

The insight of the other party is too strong.

In the end, the young man threw aside the pill furnace that had dropped in temperature, and overwhelmed the halal man on the bamboo mat, his eyes were slightly curved, with a seemingly non-existent smile.

"How come you haven't seen it." Tong Guiyu said, "That Qingxin Pill..."

His fingers moved down from the melancholy neck, touched his chest, and went all the way down, finally pausing suddenly.

"It's better for real people." When the boy succeeded, the words were too bad, even if it was affectionate, it still made people feel embarrassed. "You think of me every night."

The outdoor wind passed through the forest, and there was a rustling sound, and the bamboo leaves fell scattered all over the ground.

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Three hundred years later, after the registration ceremony.

Jiang Yinghe handed the Hongyan sword that had been preserved for many years to Tong Guiyu again, and said in a leisurely manner: "I really didn't expect that you have such a courage, you are worthy of you, really worthy of you."

Tong Guiyu took the excited hongyan sword, was speechless for a moment, and said: "If I had known such a passage, I would not have said too much about him."

When Jiang Yinghe heard the gossip, he wanted to restrain himself, but looking at Tong Guiyu's expression, he found it too interesting, so he asked, "What did you say?"

"It's just... young and ignorant." Hun Yuan Xianjun stretched out his hand and covered his eyes, then put it down, and said, "Say he has a crush on me."

This is not too much, it is all because of this, saying that he is physically eager, duplicity, and obviously wants to treat him very much... but he still doesn't bear it, only surface integrity.

All in all, he did something that touched the shame of the Taoist priest, and he still didn't react at all.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yinghe didn't realize the mystery. He thought it was just that. "There is one more thing. People teach you how to treat illnesses and save people. How do you learn a basket of poison. So far, I am Li Daoxin, I am going to refer to it.

Which avenue? "

Tong Guiyu thought for a long while and said, "Hehuan Road."

Jiang Yinghe paused, and suddenly remembered that the abbot of Chanqing had said a few words before he passed away.

"My Dao Heart is unstable, because the root of emotion is not complete, and the root of Dao Heart is basically flawed. Just like you, you must be reincarnated once before you can make it up." Tong Guiyu said, "The acacia technique is in the world. The stigma has been too long."

Jiang Yinghe understood what he meant, but he raised his head and glanced at the melancholy who was talking to Wang Mengzhou not far away, thinking about it as he said: "It is contrary to the traditional Hehuan Road. It is not easy to follow this road."

"Maybe I am right."

After Tong Guiyu said this, he took out a bottle of pill from Qiankun's bag and handed it to him mysteriously, saying with a smile: "This is what I have studied in the Valley of the King of Medicine for so many years. It is with me. The combination of your experience is your only hope to stand up."

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment, then took it casually. Although he recognized his relationship with his family, the small flames of counterattack were still arched a little bit, and a trace of eager thought was drawn out.

"...Who is it for?"

"Naturally, it's for Master Daozu." Tong Guiyu said seriously, "Otherwise, how can you overthrow him."

Jiang Yinghe nodded clearly, full of trust in his friends for many years, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Is it temporarily sealed and repaired? Or will it become soft after aphrodisiac?"

Tong Guiyu said: "You'll know after you use it."

The two talked very happily, and after studying these ghost ideas together, they bid farewell to each other and took the Taoist couple home.

Tong Guiyu was in a good mood along the way. When Chou Yongzhou next to him asked, he explained the matter he had just chatted with Jianxian. He took out another bottle from Qiankun's bag and gave it to Chou Yongzhou. Look, jokingly said: "This is different, this Nine Sun Yin Desire Pill, you can..."

"Wait." Chou Yongzhou interrupted him and showed him the name on the medicine bottle. "It's not the name written on it."

Tong Guiyu's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he glanced over immediately, seeing the completely opposite drug name on it, there was a buzz in his mind.

......Give it wrong?

...I gave Xiaohe the yang medicine, and let him use it for Dao Ancestor?

hiss.

Tong Guiyu took a breath of air, held his partner's hand, and calmly said: "Do you have anything to bring? Go back and pack up, don't say anything, move today, it's too late."

Chou Yongzhou didn't understand it for a while, reacted for a while, and asked: "...Is it so serious?"

"Have."

Tong Guiyu said with extreme earnestness: "I cheat Li Junye, Xiaohe will stop him and not kill me. I cheat Xiaohe, he can chase and chop me with Wangchen sword, if he gets tired, Li Junye can help him. Die me."

He patted the Taoist couple's hand, and said in pain: "Leaning back, life is still a matter of life."

Worry forever: "..."

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