Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The story of Nan Fuguang holding a seriously injured stranger from the mortal world in his arms, confronting the Immortal Master Yunshang head-on, kicking the sect gate open and returning with glory was translated into many versions and quickly spread in the Yuntian Sect.

The most outrageous version is that Nan Fuguang drew his sword against Yan Ji'an, and the sword energy injured Yunshang Xianzun's beautiful face and also hurt his heart.

The first person to bring this version of the story was Taotao.

Taotao lay on the edge of the couch and observed the strange man lying on it for a long time. If she had a tail behind her butt, it would have turned into a propeller by now.

The little girl, who had never left Yuntian Sect and had never seen many mortals in her life, was now enlightened. She spoke directly, blinking her eyes and said, "Big Sister, I thought you were suffering in the wet land, but I didn't expect you to eat so well in secret."

Nan Fuguang felt guilty about what she said, even though she actually didn't eat anything secretly or indiscriminately.

When he stood with his hands on his waist and scolded Taotao not to make them monks sound like man-eating monsters, the eldest senior brother of Yuntian Sect arrived late as the second visitor.

Wu You was not very interested in what the person Nan Fuguang brought back looked like. He stood outside the Taohualing Cave Mansion very politely and did not even cross the restriction. The first thing he asked when he saw Nan Fuguang was: "Have you terminated your Taoist partnership with the Immortal Venerable?"

Nan Fuguang thought about it and didn't ask him which version of the gossip he had heard. He just said implicitly, "Not yet."

Not "fart" but "not yet".

Wu You thought about it after hearing that, and finally commented, "You are very brave." He left Nan Fuguang, who was full of questions, in anger.
Until he left, Nan Fuguang still didn't understand what he was doing there.

Xie Yunxing was the third person, arriving late after Wuyou. By then, the sun was already setting. According to the speed at which rumors were spreading, Nan Fuguang had no doubt that in Xie Yunxing's mind, the illegitimate child between her and the butcher might have already become a bystander.

But what can be done?

Now that she had brought the person back, she couldn't throw him out again.

Since the second senior sister of Yuntian Sect had a strong sense of morals and liked to nag occasionally, Nan Fuguang was prepared to be condemned by her. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped into the cave and said the word "you", she fell silent.

This silence was a bit abrupt, and Nan Fuguang had to turn his head to follow her gaze——

Behind him is the sober version of the butcher, sitting on the couch.

When the butcher woke up, he complained that his clothes were sticky. Nan Fuguang could only help him take them off while scolding him for being troublesome. So at this moment, the man was seen with his upper body naked. The lines of his muscles rose and fell in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking meticulously sculpted and very present.

...The hole on the chest is also very noticeable, reminiscent of the hole in the chest of the ancient Fangfeng clan.

Hearing the sound of people talking outside the cave, the butcher turned around. The first glance he made at Xie Yunxing successfully shut up the second senior sister of Yuntian Sect. Now he turned around and asked Nan Fuguang with his eyes, who is it this time?
Xie Yunxing had a strong sense of morality, but her shortcoming was that she was not very good at lying. So when she glanced at the man's clear jawline, broad shoulders, and protruding collarbone on the side of the couch for the fourth time, she could not ask with confidence whether Nan Fuguang was crazy or possessed by a ghost to do so many things...

She could only talk about irrelevant things and asked Nan Fuguang why he had been delayed in the Da Ri Mine for so long.

Nan Fuguang thought about it and started by saying that he had received an anonymous letter from a mortal scholar.
The letter said that the withering of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree was only due to a mysterious monster gnawing at it, and was not related to the real dragon and phoenix as described in "The Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree". At first she thought it was nonsense, until she struggled in the Dayi Mine for several times and saw the monster described in the letter.
The tears of that monster are black sky ore.
The monster has been released, with strange and uncontrollable powers that drive anyone who sees it mad.
In order to calm the monster and prevent people within hundreds of miles from being trampled into meat patties, Nan Fuguang was forced to follow the rules of the Big Sun Mine desperately. During this period, he heard another seemingly plausible story -
A long, long time ago, a war broke out between immortal cultivators and mortals led by gods. They each occupied the east and west coasts of the Impure Sea.
During the war, the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree withered for a time, and the two sides were in a balance. When the war was about to end, for some unknown reason, the gods left first.
The two sides made peace, and the monks killed the censor on the extradition ship on the pretext of extraditing the censor who was in charge of recording everything in the world under the god's seat to the east coast.
At this point, the censor died, the facts of the war were buried, and people forgot this piece of history.

After listening to this, Xie Yunxing was silent for a moment, and said tactfully that this story sounded a bit reactionary, and the monk seemed to be a complete villain.

Nan Fuguang: “…”
What can be said now?
Nan Fuguang: "Maybe it's because the person who wrote the story is born to be a rebel, and his first reaction when he sees a monk is to frown."

Xie Yunxing asked: "Who?"

Nan Fuguang looked back at the man sitting on the couch behind the two of them. He hadn't had time to put on his clothes yet. Perhaps he had gotten used to it in his career as a pork seller. He looked back at the two female cultivators calmly and said, "I'm hungry."

Nan Fuguang: “…”
Xie Yunxing: “…”

Because everyone now regards Taohualing as a hornet's nest, and no one dares to send food to Nan Fuguang and the queen bee he brought back, Xie Yunxing kindly brought dinner, some fruits and roasted sweet potatoes that he got from somewhere.

As a cultivator, Nan Fuguang always gets hungry slowly. If he really can't get anywhere, he can survive for ten days or half a month by meditating and regulating his breathing. Just when he was about to refuse, the butcher calmly accepted the food and thanked him in a hoarse voice.

Nan Fuguang watched in horror as Xie Yunxing suddenly retracted the finger that was holding out the food, and then looked at him for help.

Nan Fuguang: “…”
What else can I say now?
Nan Fuguang: "It's okay, he doesn't bite anyone casually."

The butcher over there seemed to be deaf and didn't hear what she said. After taking the food, he naturally divided it into two. He pushed the fresh fruits picked from the back mountain that had the effect of restoring physical strength and repairing the damaged sea of ​​consciousness to Nan Fuguang, and he kept the roasted sweet potatoes for himself.

This person has a clear preference for food, and he doesn't think of being polite in this regard...
Like a stupid dog guarding its food.

Nan Fuguang grabbed the fruit while complaining in her heart, made a water spell to rinse it, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it twice. She mocked the butcher: "Living in my cave, sleeping on my pillow, creating my rumors, and even picking my food first..."

"I thought you didn't like this." The butcher looked over.

I really don't like it.
Slimy.

"Nonsense. When did I ever say that?"

"No. I guessed."

The butcher withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and peeled off a layer of sweet potato skin, and hot white mist rose up.

The eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect failed in her attempt to find fault and was rendered speechless after a few words. She squatted beside the couch and thought about nothing.

Xie Yunxing sat beside them, looking at this and that. They didn't even have much eye contact. But when Nan Fuguang picked up a fruit and put it to her mouth, the man beside the couch reminded her that it was raw without even looking up. Nan Fuguang said "Oh" and immediately took a bite rebelliously, then her face wrinkled up because of the sourness.

Xie Yunxing: “…”

When the second senior sister of Yuntian Sect left, Nan Fuguang saw her off all the way to the gate of the cave. Before leaving, the former was still unable to keep calm and asked her, "Ri Ri, is this butcher fond of you?"
Nan Fuguang let out an “ah”.

Xie Yunxing looked at her dimly.

The eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect scratched her chin with her index finger to hide her ears that were getting a little hot, and made a "hmm" sound.

"It's so annoying. He's being so obvious?"

"It's weird that he's always called the butcher, butcher. What's his name?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"do not know."

Judging from Xie Yunxing's expression, she really had heard a lot of absurd stories today.

……

It's no secret that they want to open the Guixing Pavilion and borrow the "Breath of Yellow Springs". Since Yan Jian's previous "no" was too decisive, Nan Fuguang didn't want to get rejected, so he simply pulled Xie Yunxing aside to ask if he had any good ideas.

The latter glanced at her and said, "Are you sure he can live until tomorrow?"

Nan Fuguang let her go: "How can you say such cold words to someone who feels so warm?"

"Maybe it's because I'm not blind. Did you see how scary the hole in his chest is?"

The Guixing Pavilion is an independent existence from the Yuntian Sect. It usually only gives some face to the Yunshang Immortal Master and is not controlled by anyone. If the Yuntian Sect needs its help, compared with other immortal sects, it only has the advantage of "the one who is close to the water gets the moon first".

But since they occupied the Yuntian Sect's territory and borrowed some things as a favor, they would not refuse.

Xie Yunxing suggested that if the man was still alive tomorrow, Nan Fuguang should show him around. The fellow disciples and brothers were all kind-hearted and friendly people, and they might be able to speak with one voice to convince Sect Master Xie Congsong to allow the Xinggui Pavilion to be mobilized.

Nan Fuguang silently retorted in his heart, but his heart was not entirely kind. For example, the group of psychopaths in the medicine cabinet would probably be the first to jump up and oppose. They were not necessarily against rescuing dying mortals, but purely opposed all of Nan Fuguang's requests indiscriminately.

"Are you regretting not maintaining good relationships with people now?"

"You also said that, in terms of human relationships and worldly affairs, who are they? The sage said, don't discuss the truth with animals."

"The saints never said such a thing."

Nan Fuguang showed a tactful expression, saying that it was too difficult for a butcher to please everyone, and she had not been able to do so in the Yuntian Sect for so many years.

"It's okay. The ratio of men to women in the Yuntian Sect is balanced." Xie Yunxing reminded.

Nan Fuguang: “What?”

Xie Yunxing: "It means that if he goes to that station, he will get more than 50% support."

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Xie Yunxing: "What if there are other fellow disciples who are good at Long Yang..."

Nan Fuguang: “???”

Xie Yunxing patted her shoulder and said, "No matter how you calculate it, I think we're going to win."

Nan Fuguang was a little hesitant about asking the butcher to sell his body. She didn't know if he would cooperate. After all, this man was really difficult to deal with when he was difficult. Sometimes she didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Xie Yunxing: "RiRi, whether the 'Breath of the Underworld' exists, what it is, and whether the Xinggui Pavilion is willing to cooperate are all unknowns... Why do you take everything on your shoulders like this, bring him back openly, borrow the treasure of the Xinggui Pavilion, and then make the Immortal Venerable unhappy? Just because someone likes you for the first time since you were a child, are you reluctant to let him die?"

"..."

That's really harsh.

What does it mean that for the first time in my life since I was a child, someone likes me?

If the person standing in front of her wasn't her junior sister, she would have already beaten her.

Nan Fuguang was speechless after being asked so bluntly by Xie Yunxing. After a while, he said dryly, "Isn't it good? People who cultivate immortals and enter the Tao should put people first and be compassionate to the six realms? Compassion. Compassion is very important."

She completely understood the Buddhist rhetoric. On the premise of loving oneself, one can occasionally try to love the world.

Xie Yunxing had a blank expression on his face: "So many excuses."

Nan Fuguang felt like his tail was stepped on and almost jumped up: "No! He is going to die! You can't say that I have nothing to do with it! I was even the one who stabbed him with the sword - I have to be responsible for him!"

"He likes you because he has a unique vision, but you are not responsible for his eyesight."

“…………I’m not talking about taking responsibility for this matter!!!”

"Oh, you don't have to be responsible for everyone in the world." Xie Yunxing walked towards the hanging ladder going down the mountain, turned around and said calmly, "It's not like Xiaohui Day is waiting to save the three realms and six paths, and your name is not Lu Sang, so why do you always take the responsibility on yourself? You are so young, it's better to live your own life well than anything else."

Xie Yunxing finally left, leaving the Yuntian Sect's eldest sister standing alone on the edge of the cliff, blowing in the wind, her hair disheveled. ...

Although what Xie Yunxing said was very unpleasant, Nan Fuguang still did as she said.

On the second day, she got up early and caught up with breakfast. She took the butcher to the sect's dining place and went to the Dayi Mine. She was almost superstitious about the saying "food is the first necessity of the people" and firmly believed that all life-saving friends started out as drinking buddies.

Nan Fuguang was even prepared to fight to the death for the butcher and then be laughed at as an idiot by Xie Yunxing.

But when she grabbed the man and stepped into the dining hall, she found that all the ripples were just a moment of silence and all the eyes looking at her.

Holding a bowl, fried dough sticks or steamed buns in their hands, everyone looked like a meerkat that had just emerged from its hole in the early morning.
Messy and curious.

The public's curiosity is greater than their hostility.

Most of the inner sect disciples were born to be immortals and had little contact with mortals. They were taught from childhood that "there is a barrier between us and mortals". For the first half of their lives, they might have basically never stepped out of the world of cultivation, just like Taotao...
Now they were in contact with a real mortal, and they found it very fresh.

It's like Nan Fuguang picked up a hamster and threw it into the cat's nest. Racial confrontation exists in their bones, but the appearance of this hamster is somewhat different from the traditional concept of mouse, which makes it a little difficult for cats with limited knowledge to start.

Even the people in the medicine pavilion stopped jumping. Take that annoying guy Bai Zhi for example. He muttered, "Bringing all kinds of dirty things into the sect, it's disgusting," but did not stand up to express his open opposition.

Nan Fuguang was naturally not used to his cricket-like behavior, and he raised his eyebrows, thinking that the consistency of the porridge today was just right for him to put on his head -

However, before he could walk over, a big hand grabbed his elbow lightly.

Turning back, the butcher stood beside her with his eyes downcast, as if he was completely unaware of the inquiring gazes of the people around him. He looked around with a friendly expression and asked her, "There are quite a lot of varieties. What do you want to eat?"

It feels so comfortable, just like being home.

Nan Fuguang pulled at his arms but couldn't break free from him. It was really hateful that such a huge hole in his chest didn't hinder this man's immense strength.

Is he dying or not?
The two of them secretly argued for a while, and Nan Fuguang saw the very familiar helplessness in the man's eyes. For a moment, it seemed as if he had returned to the Dayi Mine, where the butcher in the yellow mining robe spent his daily routine watching her in the blue mining robe go crazy in various ways.

Nan Fuguang pursed her lips, and finally remembered that she brought the butcher to improve her favorability, so she obediently picked a table in the corner, got two bowls of soy milk, and took out some vegetarian buns.

Most of the buns were stuffed under the butcher's nose, and she urged him to eat them.

"No hurries?"

"A dog that can't eat will die."

"..."

Nan Fuguang was not afraid of his embarrassing eating habits. Although he was as rough as an ox, he was more particular about eating than ordinary children from wealthy families. He did not talk while eating and did not talk while sleeping. He did it very well.

However, when the butcher brought the soy milk to his nose, the goat milk tasted fishy. He frowned slightly, put it down before it touched his lips, and even turned his face away.

"What's wrong? Morning sickness?"

Nan Fuguang asked casually.

"possible."

The butcher put down his untouched bowl and responded expressionlessly.

Then the dining hall, which had finally resumed its initial state of whispering and chatting, suddenly became quiet again, and the meerkats looked over with their eyes wide open again.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

This time it was Nan Fuguang's turn to be in a difficult situation. He thought, no way, you all believe this, are you sick?

Nan Fuguang covered his face and sighed. At this moment, he felt embarrassed about letting the family disgrace be made public. Would this butcher go out and spread the word that the Yuntian Sect was a bunch of idiots?
As she sighed, someone finally stood up.

I just stood up and scolded her.

Suddenly, someone slammed the table at the Medicine Pavilion disciples' table. A small figure stood up and roared angrily, "Nan Fuguang, you have no shame!"

……

Nan Fuguang looked up and saw a little fat man with a belly as big as his head standing among the disciples of the medicine pavilion.

The fat boy's name is Xie Hui. He dares to be so arrogant and call the eldest sister of Yuntian Sect by her name, because he is none other than the son of Xie Ji, the elder of the Refining Pavilion, the younger brother of Xie Yunxing, and the contemporary ancestor of the Xie family.

This person was born into a great family of immortal cultivators and enjoyed unique resources and treatment. However, he did not know how to cherish these natural conditions and was born with a lazy and greedy personality.
I complained that forging iron in a furnace requires swinging my arms, I complained that sword cultivators have to do horse stance, I complained that talisman cultivators have to sit and draw talismans because their backs and waists are sore, and I complained that formation cultivators have to memorize the extremely complicated Qimen Dunjia...
Finally, he went to the medicine pavilion and became a disciple of his uncle Xie Ming. After all, he didn't have to do the job of guarding the medicine furnace himself, so he just lived a mediocre life. Over the years, he couldn't stand Nan Fuguang, who relied on his parents who were once the backbone of the Yuntian Sect and his master who was the Yunshang Immortal Venerable, to steal his limelight. He became another backbone force against Nan Fuguang besides Baiju.

His catchphrase is "Why are you so arrogant when your last name is not even Xie?", and no one knows how many times he has been hung up and beaten by his sister. Unfortunately, this guy doesn't remember any beatings at all.

He was sent out of the sect to practice some time ago, and just returned to the sect recently. He is the same bird as Bai Jiu and Chun Chun. Now the two of them are together, and Nan Fuguang has a headache just looking at them.

The fat boy had obviously been influenced by the idea that "cultivators are superior to others, while mortals are ants" for many years. Although he was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, he took confident steps as if he didn't care about anyone and walked towards Nan Fuguang.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the butcher, and was about to speak.

The eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect put down her chopsticks at this time and said calmly: "Think before you speak, don't force me to beat you."

Xie Hui swallowed the breath that reached his throat, his eyes rolled around in his eye sockets, and he ignored Nan Fuguang and only asked the butcher: "They said you are the mistress that Nan Fuguang brought back."

The butcher said nothing.

Xie Hui asked Nan Fuguang again: "Are your eyesight not working well? How can this man compare to Yunshang Xianzun in one hair? I don't care what ridiculous excuses you have. Are you going to the Yuntian Sect to act wildly?"

The little fat boy is like a fat and immature poisonous snake, his belly is as big as a gecko, he has no shame and keeps tilting his neck to spray venom.

Nan Fuguang finished his bowl of soy milk, put it down, wiped his mouth, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "What do you know about men?"

She felt the calm gaze from the butcher next to her, and at the same time, the fat guy in front of her was so angry that he gasped and clamored to compete with her lover.

He would fight on behalf of the Immortal Master Yunshang. If he won, Nan Fuguang would take off the sword from his waist and take this mortal out of the Yuntian Sect. If he lost, he would never question his existence again.

Nan Fuguang sat still after hearing this, but he raised his eyelids to glance at the Yuntian Sect's unified Qingguang sword that he had just placed on the table.

It’s not that the sword is so precious.
The sword is the lifeblood of a sword cultivator.
As long as the sword is alive, the man is alive; if the sword is destroyed, the man dies.

Normally, a normal person would not propose such a humiliating bet that would require a sword cultivator to lay down his sword. This would be forcing the sword cultivator to risk his life.

This brat knew that he was only in the Qi Refining Stage and couldn't even touch a hair of Nan Fuguang, a Jindan Stage cultivator, so he usually kept silent, but today he finally found an opportunity to pick on the butcher and bully him. Now he was still shouting: "Hey, although I am a cultivator, I am just a child. You can't be defeated by a child, right?"

"Little kid" said as he drew the sword from his waist, pointing the snow-bladed sword at the man's eyebrows.

The name of this sword is Star Shattering Sword. It was obtained by Xie Ji who took Xie Hui's birthstone and occupied a tripod for twelve years. Although it is not as good as an immortal weapon or a magic weapon, if Xie Hui was not so useless as to choose to become a medicine cultivator, it might be able to become a magic weapon that can turn into a life-saving sword in time.

At this time, the dining hall was completely silent. Except for the people in the medicine pavilion who were grinning and watching the show, the other inner disciples were all frowning, somewhat disapproving of the little bully's antics.

Nan Fuguang glanced at the butcher. The man was dressed in ordinary cloth and sitting under the window in the corner. The sun was rising and the sunlight shone on his back, making the cloth transparent. The black hole on his chest could be vaguely seen, which seemed to have expanded a circle compared to yesterday.

In time, it may be swallowed up.

To take the items from the Star Track Pavilion without going through Yan Ji'an, she would need the consent of at least the sect master and the elders. She really couldn't afford to offend Elder Xie Ji for the time being.

Nan Fuguang raised her hand and saw Xie Hui's sword-holding hand suddenly shrink back, but she ignored it. In full view of everyone, she pushed the accessories to Xie Hui and said coldly, "I'll give it to you if you want it."

There was total silence in the dining hall, as if even a pin drop could be heard without any effort.

Xie Hui obviously didn't expect Nan Fuguang to surrender so quickly this time. Surprise instantly burst out in his eyes, and the sword he was holding loosened a little. He bent down and picked up Nan Fuguang's sword: "Okay, okay, okay! As witnesses, you, Nan Fuguang, personally admit today that you are defeated by me, Xie Hui, hahahahaha! From today on, you are no longer the senior sister of Yuntian Sect--"

The words have not yet fallen.

All I heard was a loud "clang"!
The Star-Breaking Sword was picked up and flew onto the roof, directly piercing the beam!
Before Xie Hui could react, he felt a sharp pain in the wrist of his other hand that was holding the green sword almost at the same time. He subconsciously let go of the sword, and it did not fall to the ground, but fell steadily into a hand with thin calluses on the palm.

The man thrust the sword in his hand back into the waist of the stunned sword disciple at the next table.

After coughing a few times weakly, he turned around again, and the Qingguang Sword was thrown back onto Nan Fuguang's legs the next moment.

"Don't leave important things lying around."

The voice is low and hoarse.

From beginning to end, he didn't even stand up.

Xie Hui: “…”
Nan Fuguang: “…”
Other inner disciples of Yuntian Sect: "..."

……

Outside.

Taotao, who had just finished her morning class and was yawning, was wondering what fillings to have for today's buns, and walked towards the cafeteria with a cheerful step.

From afar, I saw Immortal Master Yunshang visiting the food pavilion today for some unknown reason. It was obvious that Immortal Master, who had long cultivated a semi-immortal physique that could avoid grains, had not been to this place for a long time.

Tao Tao was about to greet the Immortal Lord, but the words suddenly fell silent when they reached her lips - this was because she saw the person standing outside the door with his hands behind his back, not saying a word, just standing there, with no intention of stepping into the dining hall.

……

noon.

Xie Cong, the leader of Yuntian Sect, sadly lost the right to take a lunch break today.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xie Cong sighed helplessly for the 800th time at the person sitting in his room. His beard was almost bald. He tried to persuade him kindly: "Immortal Venerable, you also know that Fu Guang brought the person back anyway. It is really difficult for me to drive him away abruptly."

The person being advised looked at his nose with his eyes and at his heart with his nose, as if he would sit there until the end of time if he didn't agree.

Xie Cong: “…”

No.
Nan Fuguang was clearly the first one to bring the person in, bypassing you.
Even if we take a step back, are you not wrong?
what……
So annoying!
Who on earth wants to be the sect leader?

(End of this chapter)