Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Compared with "the world to be saved", "the special day" is basically worthy of support.

After that, I never doubted that this was the case.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the tide rises and falls quickly, and everything seems to be no different from the past, except that it is different this time, and there are some unexpected variables.

When there is an unexpected change, I will also say it myself.

Even though all things in the world, in the eyes of Immortal Yunxian, have been transformed into dust and white clouds, they can all be summed up in one sentence: "It has nothing to do with me."
Of course, Yi Peitian is occasionally troubled by worldly matters, and when things are too good to be true, he will choose to meditate, opening and closing his eyes, and the days will pass quickly.

But I could not calm down no matter what I did. I was forced to sit there all night. The next day, when the sun rose in the east, the sky turned pale as a fish's belly. Dark clouds pressed down and covered the dead branches of the trees. It seemed that the autumn rain was about to fall again.

It is rare for the Immortal Master Yunxian to help me stay awake at night.

Flying to the dining hall, he had made some mental preparations before he stepped in.
Nan Fu thought to himself that the senior sisters of Yuntian Sect and the disciples of Yunxian Immortal Venerable were not best at using swords, but they turned a deaf ear to what the world said.
So be prepared for the future.
I expected that Fu Cifa would be obedient and put in solitary confinement.

Even the bottom lane fairy easily convinced himself that if he saw Nan Nan in the cafeteria, he should just pretend that he didn't see Nan.

Unexpectedly, when he looked around, the dining hall suddenly became quiet. He scanned every corner but did not find the fantasy day. Immediately, Wu Tian raised his sword and made a lot of moves, but it only hit the air and fell into the air...

It is difficult to describe the complexity and contradictions involved.

Yunxian Immortal Venerable's indifferent eyes would let anyone understand his current emotions. He moved in front of Xie Yunxing. At this time, the latter was quite shocked and stiffened. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "What happened?"

There is no need to name names, after all, who else can we name?

If Yun was asked by any random person, even Yun's own father, Xie Yunxing would have asked him back "What are you talking about?", but the current Yun was an immortal, even if he occasionally did something that made him disapproving, the old impression would not make him give in easily.

Xie Yunxing tried his best to stay strong even if Nan Fumo saw him getting angry. He looked back at Immortal Yunxian with a humble and arrogant look and said, "Does Immortal Yunxian order me to be confined in the cave abode in Tan Liling every day?"

The standard answer is that both the host and the guests should be happy.

Zhiyun also looked at his expression from behind, and it seemed that Zhiyun was very satisfied with the answer.

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Hesitantly heading south, the second senior sister of the Yuntian Sect added: "The Immortal Venerable must be worried. I have been a butcher before. Take away the breakfast for the second day in the south... Take the capital and offer it to you every day."

"..."

Afterwards, he turned away.

Wu Youshi witnessed Nan Fuqie's behavior nearby, and some senior brothers of Yuntian Sect reminded Xie Yunxing helplessly that it was Yunhuoxian who was adding fuel to the fire.

"what?"

"For example, when they ask you 'Have you eaten?', they are actually worried that you will starve to death if you don't eat."

"???"

Go to your father.

Xie Yunxing knew exactly what Wu Shi was saying, and Yu Yun was furious and cursed at him for making no guesses. Nowadays, men have to speak directly and make him guess, as if these people have nothing else to do and just rely on guessing to fill their stomachs all day.

……

Later, he realized that it was abnormal for him to go to the canteen, and there was no need to go back to Tao Tingnan at this moment. The farce and abnormality ended here.

But when he stepped on the Xianyu shattered sword, he found that because of Xie Yunxing's few words, the scene of Xiannan telling the butcher what he wanted to eat appeared in his mind.

In the past, Nanfu had never cared about writing talismans or other trivial things, and would send them down on the day of their arrival... He would often stand with his palms facing the gods, feeling confident and justified.
Usually, you have to give it to the owner.
Of course, there is nothing I can do.
For being too aggressive, Xian Nan scolded Fa Fu as a "bandit", in return Fa Fu laughed twice without any remorse.

It just so happened that the immortal who blackmailed Tracer into giving her the ore didn't give it to her, as if she was possessed by a demon, which led to a series of incidents later on.

It's time to kill the pig...

Be a pig butcher.

Yunxian Immortal Venerable was also thinking about the time when he was under control. He knew that when the butcher entered the Yuntian Sect to live with Tan Liling, under the same roof, it was inevitable that they would have exchanges in the next two days, and it was also very normal...
But he thought that Nan might be sleepy one day, and sent the butcher to get breakfast with an unguarded voice. The butcher should just go through a simple process or even some daily routine. But he thought that no one would speak, even if it was just a few words...

The stomach is empty like a poisonous snake thrown into the south by the sun.

When the snake was cold and slippery, the venom was transmitted to the numb limbs.

To say that the cloud is like a fishbone stuck in the throat is also an exaggeration.

By the time I came to my senses, it was already sunset outside Nanjianya Academy, and the sky above my head was covered with dark clouds.

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It's going to rain south.

Perhaps the clouds are supporting a rainstorm that is about to come.

Jianya Academy was at the rear of the Morning Hall, where the inner disciples of Yun were formally studying scriptures and discussing Taoism. At this moment, everyone around them were the lower inner disciples who had just finished their homework in the Morning Hall and were about to go to the academy. They were quite shocked. What was the Immortal Master Yun doing when he appeared this time? Some of the lower disciples blushed and asked Yun haltingly.

The latter nodded indifferently, as if he had not given up at all, with an indifferent and arrogant face, he walked into Nan Academy strangely and naturally.

Nanfu Mo is in time again.

Nanfa even missed the morning classes, and Wuyou was responsible for preaching and serving.

The brothers of the Yuntian Sect worked hard and did two jobs without complaint, and no one raised any objections. After all, they also said yesterday that they had "killed the righteous disciples" with swords and palms, which was earth-shattering. Afterwards, they said in front of everyone that Nan Fumo "suspected that evil spirits had invaded his body" and asked for "house arrest for observation"...
At that time, it was said that all the disciples witnessed it with their own eyes, but after passing through Nanfusu, the incident was conveyed vividly enough to everyone's ears.

Now, when the immortals of the Yuntian Sect think back on this incident, who among them feels lingering fear and emotion? The immortal master is probably thinking of Yun Jiandao or Yun Wuqingdao?
Wuyou saw the Immortal Master Nanyun from afar, and he stood up to greet Wuxing. The latter just glanced at him meaningfully from afar, and Wuyou understood and sat down again.

The inner disciples in the academy looked at each other in bewilderment. At this moment, they forgot about the division into gangs and factions. They grabbed whoever was closest to them and started to discuss with them: Why has the Immortal Lord come? What's the matter?
What is the reason? Later, I also know why.

He wandered aimlessly along the neatly arranged desks, and looked around the circle of students without a glance. He was almost at a loss as to where the students were. When the students held their breath, the sound of reading suddenly stopped, and there was no difference in their breathing. Finally, they leaned against the pillar and watched Nan Fu bow his head to teach and answer the questions of the students who asked questions in front of him.
Is Nanfu like this on weekdays?
What kind of help do you want?
After standing a little further, he suddenly began to look around, wondering where to put the table.
When you find it, ask the person next to you for the next day.

As an inner sect disciple, Xie Gaiyun had been in the sect for a long time. Not to mention having a conversation with Immortal Yunxian, Xie Gaiyun had not even had a chance to see the immortal. He stammered and blushed, pointing to the front. There was an empty table next to Wuyou.

He turned his head to look in the direction where Wu was pointing, and inadvertently looked at some senior brothers from the Yuntian Sect. The latter was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked at the empty seat beside him.

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After sitting down, Wu thought calmly that he should have recognized Xia earlier.

Compared with the past, the desk under Nanfu Mo is like a cloud with Nanfa's name carved on it.

There were piles of scrolls and stationery on the desks of his disciples, and more basic books, from "Shatuo Splitting the Sky Tree" to "Inner Evidence Observation Classic", or "Dictionary of Ancient Talismans" to "Herbal Heart Sutra". Most of the time, when he went to sit behind the desk, he would disappear behind the neatly stacked books.

There were few letters on the desk, and scattered on it were a volume of "Xianhe Tiangong" compiled by Xuanji Pavilion of "Kingfisher's Nest". Then he spread out some parchment in a mess, and even half of it rolled to the ground. Later he picked it up and unfolded it.

I saw yellowed paper with messy and scattered drawings on it, which looked like a schematic diagram of the disassembly of the components of something. Only a few strokes were drawn and then crossed out in a fit of impatience. The handwriting looked like a rough draft, just like a scattered drawing...

Then he moved and felt something kicked under the table. With the slight ringing of a copper bell, he bent down and picked up the ordinary brass bell that was deformed by being stepped on.

He lowered his head and stared at the bell. Just when he was wondering what it was and why it appeared, he suddenly saw a disciple from the inner sect holding a book with something in it. He came to the place in front of him.
Wu quickly glanced at Queen Nan, bowed hastily, then turned to Wu You, handed over the thing in his hand, and asked Wu Fu in a low voice about the problem.

Later I recognized some wind chime-shaped objects, and after waking up I saw something like a sky hanging by the bedpost.

"I'm too familiar with it." The senior brother of Yun Tianzong said calmly, "The design drawings are also in the hands of the senior sister. I'll go get them after school later... or I'll send them tomorrow and you can ask for them in person."

When the disciple said "Oh oh" twice, his face flushed and he retreated, before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Nanhou and said to close his eyes.

At this moment, there was a bell lying in the palm of Immortal Yunxian's hand. Wu Tian looked at Wu You indifferently, and it was obvious that Yun Shi was waiting for an explanation.

Wu You bowed slightly and said, "Since the Immortal Venerable was in seclusion, the world of immortal cultivation has fallen into chaos. Someone broke through the realm and exploded without any warning, which made everyone panic. Did the Immortal Venerable remember to leave a note before seclusion to remind everyone that everyone was in a state of breakthrough and misread the residual contaminated information from the roots of the Shatuo Likong Tree. They couldn't bear the load and committed suicide?"

"remember."

"Yun Fumo has come up with a method to use the wind chimes of the Dreamcatcher as a carrier to store excess polluting information, so that the polluted people will be overloaded by the information load after being exposed to it again."
Wuyou smiled and Nan smiled.
"Thanks to Dufa's blessing, the current terrifying situation has been alleviated, and there will be no more strange and violent bodies in the world of immortal cultivation. In the past few days, Du Yunfa has taught the Yuntian Sect and even the entire world of immortal cultivation how to make life-saving things. For more information, please go to Jinjiang Literature City (www.jjwxc.
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That's it.

Later, he looked closely at the copper bell in his palm. Sure enough, Yun saw the unfinished product in the disciple's hand, which looked like a bell.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, there is nothing like this in the world of cultivating immortals.

It is said that there was no time for retreat and meditation, and Nan Fu Mo personally hung his hands and never left his bed.

……

Later, Nan stayed at the table for longer than expected.

I don't know when it started, but suddenly, with more patience and time than expected, I looked through the items one by one, leaving the location of each item in the folder.
I took notes of the "Inner Observation Code" in great detail.
After I turned the book over, I realized that when I was practicing the sword formation method of "Twelve Millions of Wonderful Methods", the book had become frayed, and the most tattered pages were even torn off by anger and glued back one day, leaving traces.
Provide some draft counting algorithms.
"On the Dao of Alchemy", a book about nourishing the body with elixirs and breaking through the current realm of cultivation, was smeared by the author in a rage, with a horizontal banner reading "pulling up seedlings to help them grow, supporting a faction and talking nonsense".

Afterwards, he also said that it was very interesting to see, and the corners of his lips curled up and then flattened.

When he moved the On the Dao of Alchemy aside, he saw a piece of parchment that looked very old at the bottom. It was secretly placed in a corner when he folded it and put it down, and then he picked it up.

Some evidence of Yue Yun's crime was accidentally discovered when he was absent from class one day.

The immortal face wrote down some scattered words like "so boring", "the alchemy is an evil way", "oh my god, Xie Ming, Lao Nan talks a lot", "what are you eating for lunch today", "I want to eat white sugar cake|°з°|" and so on.

At the bottom, I just wrote down the South Diary

[March, early morning, sunny]
I was chatting with my second junior sister yesterday, and we talked about how she was about to break through to the middle stage of foundation building. Although she had already reached the late stage of foundation building, others were able to break through every day while I didn't, and I was envious of them.
[March 5, cloudy]
It seems like it's going to snow again. It's always so cold in the south. There must be some problems in the world.
[March 6th, snow]
There are no signs of a breakthrough today, which makes me feel annoyed and anxious.
It’s still very cold today.
Everyone uses the Yang Sheng Mantra to warm their hands. After using it, I felt dizzy and nauseous, and my hands were dry, irritable, and anxious.
[March 7th, some snow]
I will definitely break through by taking drugs. It's possible, absolutely possible!
[March 10th, snow falls all over the south]
Ahhhhhhh, any of the Three Pure Ones, can you give me the guidance in my dream, the golden elixir that makes me feel painless when I open my eyes? I would like to live fifty years less! (Just kidding)
(And thinking about dying early)
[March 15, sunny]
Is Nanfu in the Jindan period today?
No day.
[March 20, sunny]
Nan Fumo is not in the Jindan stage today.
[Early April, rain]
Nan Fumo, ah Nan Fumo, if you continue in the Jindan stage, something bad will happen to you.
[April 5, cloudy]
I will eat poop tomorrow when I reach the Jindan stage.
[April 6, cloudy]
How could I be so cruel to myself yesterday?
The sea of ​​consciousness is about to turn into a dead sea. Is this reasonable?
I thought I should ask my master for some medicinal herbs to help me, maybe taking some medicine would help me achieve miracles, but before I said “maybe” I made some “certain” assumptions and was laughed at by the medicine master.
Count south.
Let’s go to the Bone Identification Pavilion tomorrow to check. There is no movement in the sea of ​​consciousness. Is this a sign that Wan Fuyun’s spiritual bone is being born?
……
[July 15, sunny]
Jindan Stage (X)
Sea of ​​​​Consciousness (X)
Wraithbone (X)
The dish was so delicious that I wanted to laugh.
[July 16, the sky is dark and gloomy]
Don't practice cultivation, go home and farm, at least you can get some wood spiritual roots.
……oh.
We are useless and there is no way we can grow any good spiritual plants by farming.
[July 17, sunny]
The diary can be renamed "The Tragic History of Nan Fumo". When the day comes, I will make photocopies and distribute them for free to all the cultivators in the world who have no spiritual bones and cannot break through the foundation-building stage, as an encouragement.
Or I will carve my epitaph.
Record my tragic and majestic moments and my request for the bones to be saved.
[August, Furi, cloudy]
The divine phoenix descends.
As long as you are alive, all kinds of outrageous things will happen.
wonderful.

Afterwards, he carefully read and savored Nan's story about the anxious and irritable mental journey of a young swordsman who was trying to break through the late stage of foundation building. He turned over the parchment and found that the back of the parchment was not a diary, but some doodles.

It seems to be a comic strip.

At the beginning, the picture below says that there are only branches in the sky but no leaves on the sky. It is obviously the Shatuo Cracked Sky Tree.
In the second painting, two little suns appeared in the south. The little sun had long hair and carried a sword on his back, with the label "Yao Mo". The little sun was similar to Yunnan and Mo himself; the little sun had tied his hair and carried a sword, with six vertical lines on his back. The little boy with tied hair was floating in the air, and he was later recognized as Yun Wuxia's sword formation.
The third painting is quite different from the second one. The difference is that there are two small suns under the clouds, and there are lightning and thunder.
In the fourth painting, two little suns hold up Nan's hands, and the sun is surrounded by the sky, which represents the sword energy and spiritual energy. The painting of the sun is very sloppy, and it turns the sun into a cloud hedgehog.
In the fifth painting, the little sun is struck by thunder.

The hand holding the parchment froze, and Xianfu Miao's dark eyes suddenly sank under the faint smile on his face.

In the sixth painting, the sun disappears under the sky sword formation, and is replaced by huge dragon-like and snake-like creatures, which soar into the clouds and respond to the thunder.

Later, Ye Dao suddenly realized that if he drew it at that time, the nine-day black thunder might fall from the sky when the real dragon-shaped scales of the immortal Fu Riyun of the Heavenly Dynasty were to ascend to heaven.

The more the thunder is drawn, the thicker it becomes. It is a crude and crude sketch, deliberately blackened on the yellowed parchment paper, but the effect is shocking. Later, he also watched the thunder fall from the sky, the giant dragon and the long-haired little sun fairy representing Nan Fumo.
The facial features of the long-haired little girl changed from “＾_＾” to “X_X”.

The long-haired little girl died in the south.

In the last painting, the dragon turns back into a small sun with a sword on his back, standing alone under a tree full of southern flowers. Under the tree, there is no one around, and there is only a simple grave under the sky.

Next to the sketch, Tiannan Fumo is angry and writes
[I helped Yunxian Immortal Venerable Du Linnan at the end of the foundation building period. You are very brave, but you are not brave enough. The Three Realms and Six Paths will write this diary and include it in the textbooks to remember you forever. Great! ]

Later he remembered that a long time ago, Xie Cong proposed that Nan Fu Mo and Wu Jie be Taoist companions. At that time, the young disciple blinked and agreed to Nan Fu Mo without hesitation.
Xie Congdu was so completely dealt with that he was a little stunned.
the next day.
The little girl, holding the Yao Mo sword, walked up to Wu hesitantly, looked up at Wu, and then thought that Nan Fuye was going to regret it again, but Wu just asked, what should I do from now on?
I also remember that I answered at that time and said that everything needed to be done.
At that time, Wu Dangfa was still young, just like a newborn calf who was afraid of a tiger. He was innocent and didn't know what he would face and what he would have to bear.

No mistake South.

It turns out that Fa Fu has been working so hard, because from the beginning of the support, he knows everything.

(End of this chapter)