fox lure

Chapter 237 I Love Being Alive

"It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not, it doesn't matter in the future." I stopped and told Lao Huang with my head up.

If you lose it, it is meaningless to keep caring and chasing after it.

"Old Huang, I don't have to think about Yang Soul every day anymore," I said with a smile under the Shaoyang of Maoshi.

"You don't have to dream to dream that the Yang Soul is back, so you don't have to worry about it, it's actually not bad."

The feeling of thinking about it every day is actually very painful.

There is hope, but constant disappointment is very torturous.

Lao Huang looked down at me, his eyes were full of pity and compassion, and he frowned: "I have broken my promise as a teacher."

"No," I shook my head.

"Listening to Huang Jiu's words today, my Yang Soul has excellent fortune, and the luck of my life has been arranged a long time ago, right?"

Lao Huang looked at me without saying a word, but acquiesced.

I pursed my lips, "If it's gone, it's gone, Lao Huang, didn't you say that I can still cultivate a new Yang soul?"

"The Yang Soul I have cultivated by myself, I can write my own fortune for a lifetime."

"How great!" I smiled happily.

So nice and awesome.

Live how you want to live, live what kind of person you want to be.

Unrestrained, the sky is high and the sea is wide.

"Cultivate the Yang Soul by yourself, it's easy to say, but it's the hardest in the world." Lao Huang smiled bitterly, "I don't know anyone who is fearless, but my teacher believes that I can do it."

"It will definitely work!" I used my brain and thought of one thing.

"Old Huang, who is that 'Hall Master'? Was it him who possessed me last time?"

In addition, who can make Huang Jiu kneel for a day and a night?
"It's him, but his cultivation is limited as a teacher, and he doesn't know who he is. You can find out who he is by yourself."

Lao Huang shook his head, it didn't look like he was fooling me.

Lao Huang doesn't know, so I'll ask Huang Jiu, I'll see you when I look down.

"Oh, look at it this way, I'm better than Dai Yuemian!" My brain was wide open, and I analyzed with Lao Huang with my eyes wide open.

"Look, after I was possessed by that thing, my five internal organs were only damaged, just make up for it."

"Look at Dai Yuemian, the moment he was hit by the 'Hall Master', he was paralyzed. He was so tired that he couldn't even get up because of the sitting force behind him."

"You child, why don't you know how to be afraid or worry?" Lao Huang was speechless, squinting at me, "You are quite self-satisfied? Are you stupid?"

"Didn't you hear the Nine Immortals say that without the Yang Soul, you can't return to the seat of the Immortal?"

"Are you selective filtering?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'" I was chatting with Lao Huang, and then Tian Dawei cried loudly: "I have revenge! I have revenge for my father! I have revenge!"

Guessing that the idiot was too excited, he cried for a while, went to the side to support the tree and vomited.

"..."

Back at the Taoist temple, there were only a dozen or so left of the thirty or forty Taoist priests yesterday.

It is said that they were surprised to hear the change in Pingyin Peak last night. They were at a loss and worried about the common people, so they went back to their respective hometowns to look through ancient books and search for 'countermeasures'.

The man of science and engineering looks like a Taoist priest, the cross-eyed Taoist priest, and Amaderon are still there.

The man in science and technology stared at me closely, with an academic look on his face, "I've already done a divination for my uncle's soul."

"Ang?" I twitched, why do I have more nephews?
"Master Uncle Yanghun died at the age of 27, a genius apprentice under his knees, in the winter moon, with his elder brother and lover by his side, he died."

What the hell?My mouth twitched like he was paralyzed, what did he say?
Speaking of my Yang Soul, Yang Shou is only 27 years old?Or hiccups in winter?
Let's not mention who was around at the time of death, is this called extreme luck?Isn't this nonsense.

"Emma!" I clutched my heart for a while, scared and shocked: "The Sun Soul talisman has exploded, I really like living, and I don't want to die so early."

I was so heartless, Lao Huang smiled tonelessly, and I immediately turned my head to look at him, "Old Huang, is he telling the truth?"

"Really." Lao Huang replied lightly.

mom!
Why didn't he tell me earlier?Tell me earlier, what do I need that Yang Soul for?

Only fools want it.

At this moment, I don't lose my soul forever and feel sad.

It's just a burst of rejoicing, I'm so smart, whoever wants that junk thing, whoever wants it, let's take it.

So, don't envy someone who is lucky, but envy someone who lives a long time.

If you want to live a long life, you must first be less angry, you will not be angry, and you will not leave room for the devil.

"Third Master is open-minded, a model for our generation to learn~" Amaderon said with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

Afterwards, these guys started discussing again, where is Lingshan?Said to be in the northeast.

It is said that the altitude of Lingshan is not much lower than that of Baishan, but that place is colder than Baishan, and the coldest can reach minus 60 degrees.

There is also a Tianchi Lake on Lingshan Mountain. Whether it is winter or summer, the surrounding area of ​​Tianchi Lake is surrounded by white mist, which is ethereal and strange.

The most bizarre thing is that there are still volcanoes under Tianchi, and volcanoes can erupt around Tianchi along the river or something.

So the water in the pool was warm that day, and it was comfortable to bathe in it in winter.

"Dermatitis can be cured by taking a bath! There was sulfur in the pool that day. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and the medicinal effect is warm and moist, reaching the skin." A Taoist said with certainty, turning his lips.

"This is another holy place for practicing besides Baishan."

Holy Land shit, let’s just say it’s minus 60 degrees, and you can cultivate it into a popsicle?
They discussed in low voices again, who is the real body of that 'Hall Master'?
So, these guys basically watched in the forest next to Pingyin Peak last night, but no one showed up.

Rape or not?
No one told them what happened in Pingyin Peak, they all knew it.

They analyzed in a low voice: "Who is going to get Dai Yuemian's concubine's music book? The hundred-year-old female ghost has been left alone?"

"We went to Lingshan to catch her, which is considered a meritorious deed. What do you guys think?"

"Speaking of which, what is the background of that immortal in Lingshan?" One of them became timid and whispered.

The other was full of confidence, "If there is any background, I can't count on that chapter of the music book."

While they were discussing, Lao Huang and I were taking care of Xue Chen and Changjiang.

Changjiang and Xue Chen were lying together on the kang in the Changjiang house.

I feel anxious, I was fine yesterday, but today I am down.

It's hard to say that my feelings for the two of them are unfathomable.

Xue Chen's face was bloodless, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were absent-minded and he didn't say a word, his Qi Yuan was shattered, and one can imagine the feeling in his heart.

I've never seen Xue Chen look like this. He talks venomously every day, but he's never been this sad.

Another one, everyone knows that he is smarter than me, and he knows how to love himself best.

The Qi Yuan was shattered, and he would not be able to become a magician Taoist in the future, similar to Li Qixing, most likely he would have to learn divination.

In the hearts of these Taoists, learning divination is useless, and anyone who knows how to do divination is equivalent to an 'amateur class'.

It can be seen how much this hit Xue Chen.

But I care about him the most, as if he teases me every day, I still like his sternness.

If I like him, I hope he is happy, if he is not happy, I am sad.

I raised my eyes to see Lao Huang's wink, Qi Yuan is broken, can it be cured?

Lao Huang didn't speak, but I saw sadness in Lao Huang's eyes. Xue Chen's injury was incurable, or not curable.

But Lao Huang touched Xue Chen's face and said with a smile, "It's not that there is no way out."

Is he comforting Xue Chen?

When Xue Chen heard Lao Huang's words, his emotions finally fluctuated a little, sadness and grievance appeared in his eyes, and tears fell away.

"Teacher, I can cure you!" Lao Huang saw him crying, became anxious and angry, and raised his voice, and promised involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)