Predecessors all over the world

Celebration banquet was held at the camp.

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night breeze was faint. Whether it was the injured camp for recuperation, the barracks where ordinary disciples lived, or the tower, there was a lively atmosphere everywhere.

The meat of monsters was roasted in the fire, and the fat fell onto the fire, giving off a rich meat fragrance. The table was filled with wine jars and cups and plates. The disciples were either eating wine or playing games or gambling.

Or they slipped into a secluded place to express their feelings to each other, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

But there are also some people who deliberately avoid the excitement and sit alone in the corner with a wine pot, wanting to be happy, but they can't be happy. They always feel that the haze has not dissipated, they just wait for the opportunity to make a comeback.

They didn't understand what was wrong with them, nor did they know how to relieve them. They could only get drunk, and with the intention of drunkenness, they would give all the pain they had been in their hearts for many years to tears.

Feiying is different again.

He did not listen to the conversation between Yin Miaomiao and the head, and then he walked away after completing the orders of the head. Both sides were close people, and being caught in the middle would only embarrass them.

Besides, he has something to do.

After moving the wine jar and taking the brazier, he walked to the bank of Jinyang River and took out a long list. While chanting the name, he burned the talisman paper for salvation.

The talisman paper representing the living people fell into the fire and quickly burned, with blue smoke rising, and the dead people heading to the underworld.

Feiying poured the spirits into the river and said seriously: "Fellow Taoists, we have won. You can go with peace of mind, enter the cycle of reincarnation early, if you have the fate in the next life, we will become fellow disciples."

Hula. The breeze blew, rolling up the ashes of the talisman paper and sending them straight to the sky, as if the deceased responded.

Feiying looked up and the huge rock pressing on his heart gradually dissipated. He suddenly felt relaxed and did not go back. He sat down cross-legged and meditated silently.

Like him, Wen Xunfeng also had no alcohol and fun.

He sat quietly by the river with his cloak. Yue Bufan passed by and saw it. He thought for a while, walked over with a wine pot and sat down: "What are you thinking about?"

"Uncle Yue." Wen Xunfeng greeted politely, "It's nothing, let's review the past two days."

Yue Bufan smiled and pointedly: "I miss Xiaoqicheng?"

In the end, what happened when Yin Miaomiao suddenly left was not very popular, but it was not concealed by anyone who wanted to inquire. Wen Xunfeng knew it was not uncommon.

"Yes." Wen Xunfeng said calmly, "I didn't expect this to happen."

Yue Bufan was funny: "That was probably set up by the Demon Lord himself, and it was covered up by his own restrictions. It is normal for you to be able to see if you have the foundation-building cultivation level."

Wen Xunfeng said, "Can you see it be your cultivation level, or you want it to be..." He lit the forehead and did not continue.

Yue Bufan shook his head: "You are still young, and your seniors have a lot of experience than you. I can't compare to you at your age."

"Uncle Yue wants to comfort me, I'll save it." Wen Xunfeng smiled faintly, and his throat was filled with itch, and he was coughing while laughing, "Cough, I learned a lot this time, cough cough, I'm very happy."

Yue Bufan really wanted to say "Don't force yourself too tightly", but when he said that, he couldn't bear to say it. Wen Xunfeng is not a healthy young junior with a bright future, but a very poisonous person who is lying in the body all year round

Patients fighting death on the bed.

Thousands of consolation finally turned into a sigh.

"Uncle Master does not need to do this. Good and bad luck depend on each other, and I don't think it's hard." Wen Xunfeng looked calm and did not complain. He had too little time and could not waste every little. This sense of urgency made him dare not relax at all times, but continued repeatedly.

His life span.

Yue Bufan couldn't hide his appreciation and patted his shoulder: "That can't be tense all the time. Today is a day worth celebrating. I should have a drink with my uncle."

"Uncle Master, please spare me." Wen Xunfeng's eyes were smiling, but his cough became even more powerful, as if he would vomit his lungs at any time, "Cough, no, I'll go back and rest, Uncle Master, go find someone else to drink.

By the way, I see Uncle Ran going there. Now, maybe it's time to go there."

Yue Bufan held his forehead: "What nonsense? She... Forget it, don't listen to people's gossip."

"Yes, I've written it down." Wen Xunfeng took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood on his lips. "I'll go back first, it's too late at night. Uncle Master, don't be greedy for the cup."

Yue Bufan felt a little warm and waved his hand: "Eat salty radish and worry about it, you should rest early."

Wen Xunfeng staggered back to the tent, suppressing the pain in his chest and lungs, and lay down to cover himself with a blanket. At this moment, Jiao Yuan walked in and breathed a sigh of relief when he came back: "You are back."

"Why don't you go and drink with them?" Wen Xunfeng asked.

Jiao Yuan said, "I've drunk it and come back to see you. Every time you come back, you will get a serious illness. I'm not relieved if I don't look at you."

"I'm fine." He laughed, "You go."

Jiao Yuan twisted the quilt for him: "I won't go anymore, I'll just sit and practice. Alas, I only realized how useless I was when I saw the Nascent Soul taking action this time."

Wen Xunfeng calmed down, and after a while, he said softly "um".

The world is like a chess game, but there are only a handful of people playing chess. Most of them are just chess pieces, building a stone path under the feet of others.

How sad.

He closed his eyes and sighed: When will people control their own destiny?

At the celebration dinner, the disciples each had their own thoughts.

After Yin Miaomiao left, he had nothing to do for a moment. He found a secluded place to take a walk, and waved away the depression in his heart.

There were noises and bustling in the distance. She didn't want to let go of the beautiful scenery, and she was sad about the old things, so she simply found a leeward place, set up a bonfire, took out the skewers of the monsters she had hunted before, and lit the fire and roasted them slowly.

An extremely delicious aroma of oil dispersed.

She put out the little phoenix, cut a piece of extremely tender barbecue, smeared honey, and coaxed it to eat: "Come on, take a bite, it will be so delicious."

The little phoenix hesitated for a moment, and due to his majesty, he poked his head and took it back and swallowed it whole.

Yin Miaomiao was inspired: "Give me another mouthful."

The little phoenix shook his head quickly and said cleverly: "Phoenix is ​​not hungry."

"You have to eat it if you are not hungry." Yin Miaomiao thought of being said to be malnourished by Zhenhu Zhenjun, so he made up his heart and said coldly, "If you don't eat it, you won't have to eat sugar in the future."

Little Phoenix:qaq

It also wanted to fight, but suddenly it smelled a scent from its nose, and hurriedly jumped to Yin Miaomiao's shoulders and stared behind it. A fluffy white tiger walked out, landing lightly and silently.

The white tiger didn't look at the little phoenix, so he walked straight to the barbecue steak and smelled it: "Good stuff, if you don't eat it, I can eat it any more."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and took a large piece of meat chop for it: "Please."

"I'm welcome." Baihu buried his head and chewed his bones, creaking with his teeth.

Yin Miaomiao liked it so much that she couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of its neck. She felt that the hair was soft and hard, smooth and had a very good touch.

Baihu was not angry, but just said, "It turns out that there is no meat in the world that can be eaten for nothing. If you don't work hard, you have to sell your appearance."

Yin Miaomiao was very happy and asked it with a smile: "Do you drink or not?"

Baihu's eyes suddenly emitted green light, and he walked over and took the initiative to lower his head and placed it under her palm: "Touch, touch hard, don't be polite!"

Yin Miaomiao was really not polite. She held her head with her hands for a few handfuls, and she was able to touch the big cat. She also said, and after touching, she took out the wine jar and unsealed it. The rich aroma of wine rushed to emerge.

Come out.

"Wine from Xianchun Villa!" Baihu was overjoyed and stuck out his tongue and licked it. "It is worthy of being the premier of Chongxiao Sect. It has a plagiarism and such a good thing."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said warmly: "Drink slowly, I'll give it to you. Be careful to get drunk."

"I'm good at drinking." Baihu said, reluctant to drink it in one breath, and squatted down and sipped slowly.

Yin Miaomiao was about to say something, but suddenly felt a wetness on her shoulders. She looked down and the little phoenix lay on her shoulders, wiping her wings while crying, crying so pitifully.

It felt Yin Miaomiao's gaze, but did not look up at her. It choked and pounced on her legs. It got into the beast's sac and ignored her.

Yin Miaomiao said nothing and calmly stuffed the animal bag back into her sleeve.

"Hiber." Baihu was full of wine and had enough food, lazily lay down, his tail tip hooked up, "It's wrong for you to do this. Spiritual pets are not magical instruments. If magical instruments are neglected for a long time, they will complain, let alone us."

Yin Miaomiao asked it back: "Why are you willing to be a spiritual pet? Isn't it good to be free?"

Baihu was just talking casually, but after hearing her question, she figured out something: "What does it mean?"

"I don't want the Phoenix to be my spiritual pet, but it doesn't want it, but I think it's still small, just because I'm afraid that I can't live if I leave." Yin Miaomiao said honestly, and did not fool the White Tiger as a monster, but instead

As an equal object of advice, "Why are you willing?"

"Good question." Baihu moved his ears and leaned his huge head against his claws. "There is no special reason. I'm sorry if I have to say anything."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and whispered: "I promise not to tell others."

"Well, when I first met Hutou, he was a young qi-refining monk. We were trapped in the same secret realm. Someone wanted to kill him and some were arrested." Baihu recalled, "He asked me to help."

Only then can I escape, I want him to cover up the smell so that I will not be found."

"You two need to work together to survive."

"Yes." Baihu nodded, "After time, we are getting stronger and stronger, and no one is that powerful when we are separated, so we will not be separated. The people in the Beast Mountain said that the spiritual pet is a partner and a relative,

My friend, it's a bit stingy, but it makes sense."

Yin Miaomiao said, "That's different."

The white tiger yawned and became drunk: "This is what you humans say, I won't comment. It's not that complicated for monsters. You see wolf and lion, you are used to being together with a whole family, and it's the same if you change to humans.

Although we tigers come and go, I like the excitement. How boring is a tiger."

Yin Miaomiao thought about it but did not respond.

"For the sake of this jar of wine, I will tell you the truth." Baihu hugged the jar of wine and said sly, "You can't tell it."

She smiled: "Okay."

"Well, take the lion I hate as an example. No matter how powerful the Lion King is, he is old and can't fight, he will be driven out to fend for himself, and the same is true for people." The white tiger's eyes were bright, "Today's submission does not mean that today's surrender does not mean that people are."

Forever surrender, the binding power of the contract is limited."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "I thought you would say that the spiritual pet is a loyal companion of human beings."

"That's right, it's true in most cases." Baihu stood up and stretched, "I'll finish drinking, I'll leave. I can find me again if I drink another day."

It shook its hair, its alcohol dissipated, and it disappeared into the night with a flutter.

On the high tower, Zhenhu Zhenjun seemed to have a premonition and turned to look at the door. The big white tiger walked in quietly, with a strong smell of barbecue on his hair.

"Have you gone to cheat and drink again?" Zhenhu Zhenjun looked disgusted.

Baihu said: "There is no way. I have incredible magic to female cultivators. Don't be jealous."

Zhenhu Zhenjun smelled the smell and sighed: "Chongcui Xianwu, a good thing, even Su Wei can't see through your shamelessness."

"She is a generous woman, I like it." Baihu thought about it and said, "It's strange that he can still get the surrender of Phoenix."

Zhenhu Zhenjun laughed: "You don't understand. A strong heart is not soft-hearted, but it is called 'I have known the world, but I still pity the grass and trees,' so that you don't study hard."

Baihu was curious: "Is she better than you?"

"It's hard to say now, what will happen in the future..." Zhenhu Zhenjun stopped and did not continue. Instead, he said, "It has nothing to do with us. Before Changyang dies, let's be honest."

Baihu was proud: "I understand, this is called making a fortune in silence."

The author has something to say: I finally got the big cat today!