Nan Fuguang's deeds of hugging a strange mortal man who was seriously injured, confronting Yunshang Immortal Lord head-on, and kicking the sect open before returning gloriously were translated into many versions and spread quickly among the Yuntian Sect.
The most outrageous version is that Nan Fuguang drew his sword at Yan Ji'an, and the sword energy hurt Yunshang Xianzun's flowery face and his heart.
The first person to bring this version of the story was Taotao.
Taotao stood beside the couch and observed the strange man lying on it for a long time. If there was a tail behind her butt, it would be like a propeller now.
The little girl who had never left Yuntian Sect in her whole life and had never seen a few mortals was opened up at this time. She spoke more directly, blinked her eyes and said: "Senior Sister, I thought you were suffering in the Shishi Land, but you didn't Thinking of you secretly eating so well.”
Nan Fuguang felt guilty when she said it, even though in fact she didn't eat anything secretly or indiscriminately.
When he scolded Taotao with his hands on his hips not to make their monks look like man-eating monsters, Senior Brother Yuntian Sect came belatedly as the second visitor.
Wuyou was not very interested in what the person Nan Fuguang brought back looked like. He stood outside the Taohualing Cave Mansion in a very polite manner and did not even cross the restriction. The first thing he said when he saw Nan Fuguang was: "You and the Immortal Lord are dissolved." The Taoist couple has formed a contract?”
Nan Fuguang thought for a while and didn't ask him which version of the bloody gossip he heard. He just said implicitly: "Not yet."
Not "fart" but "yet".
Wuyou also thought about it for a while after hearing this, and finally commented, "You are very brave." Nan Fuguang, who was left with a head full of questions, walked away.
Until he left Nan Fuguang, he didn't understand what he was here for.
Xie Yunxing, as the third person, came late after Wuyou. It was already sunset. According to the speed of the development of rumors, Nan Fuguang had no doubt that in Xie Yunxing's knowledge, she and the pig butcher's illegitimate son were afraid of It’s not like I already know how to make soy sauce.
But what can be done?
She has brought him back, she can't throw him out again.
Since the second senior sister of Yuntian Sect had a strong sense of morality and occasionally liked to nag, Nan Fuguang was prepared to be reprimanded by her. Unexpectedly, she stepped into the cave and fell into silence as soon as she said the word "you".
The silence came a bit suddenly, and Nan Fuguang had to follow her gaze and look back——
Behind him is the sober version of the pig butcher, sitting on the couch.
After the pig butcher woke up, he complained that his clothes were sticky. Nan Fuguang scolded him for being too busy and could only help him take them off. So at this moment, he only saw the man's bare upper body, and the muscles all over his body were rising and falling in the afterglow of the setting sun. Ups and downs, it looks carefully crafted and has a sense of presence.
...The hole in the chest is also very existential, and it has the posture of the ancient clan Fangfeng clan.
Hearing the sound of someone speaking outside the cave, the butcher turned his head. The first time he looked at Xie Yunxing, he successfully closed the microphone of the second senior sister of Yuntian Sect. Now he turned his head and asked Nan Fuguang with his eyes, who is it this time? ?
Xie Yunxing has a strong sense of morality, but her shortcoming is that she is not very good at lying. Therefore, when her eyes glanced at the clear jawline, broad shoulders and raised collarbone of the man beside the couch for the fourth time, she could not confidently ask Nan. Is Fuguang crazy or obsessed with causing so many things...
She could only ramble and talk about something irrelevant, and by the way, she asked Nan Fuguang why he was delayed in Dairi Mine for so long.
Nan Fuguang thought for a while, starting with receiving an anonymous letter from a mortal scholar.
The letter said that the withering of the Shatuo Cracking Tree was only related to the gnawing of a mysterious monster and not the real dragon, god and phoenix as described in "The Shatuo Cracking Tree". At first she thought it was nonsense, until she went to the Dairi Mine several times. I fluttered and saw the monster described in the letter.
The monster's tears are black cracked void ore.
The monster was released, with strange and uncontrollable abilities, and those who saw it fell into madness.
In order to quell the monster and prevent people within hundreds of miles from being trampled into meat pies by it, Nan Fuguang was forced to follow the rules of the Dairi Mine to the death, during which he heard another specious story——
A long time ago, a war broke out between the immortal cultivators and the mortals led by the gods. They each occupied the east and west shores of the Impure Sea.
During the war, the Shatuo Split Sky Tree withered for a while, and the two sides tended to be balanced. When the war was about to end, for unknown reasons, the god left first.
The two sides made peace, and the monks killed Yan Guan on the extradition ship on the pretext of extraditing Yan Guan, who was once responsible for recording everything in the world under the gods, to the east coast.
At this point, Yan Guan died, the facts of the past war were directly buried, and people forgot this period of history.
After Xie Yunxing listened, he was silent for a moment, and said euphemistically 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: "Probably because the person who wrote the story was born a rebel, and his first reaction when seeing the monk was 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. He was probably used to it in his career of selling pork. He calmly looked back at the two female cultivators. , said calmly: "I'm hungry."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Xie Yunxing: "..."
Because now everyone regards Taohualing as a hornet's nest, and no one dares to give food to Nan Fuguang and the queen bee he brought back. Xie Yunxing kindly brought dinner, some fruits and roasted sweet potatoes from who knows where.
As a monk, Nan Fuguang always gets hungry slowly. He can survive ten days and a half even if he can't meditate and adjust his breathing. Just when he was about to refuse, the butcher over there accepted the food calmly and thanked him in a hoarse voice.
Nan Fuguang watched in horror as Xie Yunxing suddenly retracted the finger that held out the food, and then looked at him for help.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
What can you say now?
Nan Fuguang: "It's okay, he doesn't bite casually."
The pig butcher over there seemed to be deaf and didn't hear what she was saying. After taking the food, he divided it into two parts naturally. He pushed the fresh fruits picked from the back mountain that could restore physical strength and repair the damaged sea of consciousness. After leaving Nan Fuguang, he kept the roasted sweet potatoes.
This person has a clear preference for food, and he has no intention of being polite in this regard...
Like a stupid dog guarding its food.
Nan Fuguang swore at the same time as she grabbed the fruit, made a water-clearing charm, poured it into her mouth, and chewed it twice. She laughed at the butcher: "I live in my cave, sleep on my pillow, and create my... Rumors, food has to be picked first..."
"I thought you didn't like this." The pig butcher looked over.
Really don't like it.
Gooey.
"Nonsense. When did I say that?"
"I never said it. I guessed it."
A concise and concise answer. The butcher withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and tore open a layer of sweet potato skin, and steaming white mist rose up.
The senior sister of Yuntian Sect failed to find trouble and was silenced after a few words. She squatted beside the couch and relaxed.
Xie Yunxing sat next to him, looking at this and that. They didn't even have much eye contact, but when Nan Fuguang picked up another piece of fruit and put it to his mouth, the man beside the couch reminded her without raising his head. It was raw. Nan Fuguang said "Oh" and immediately took a rebellious bite, and then his face wrinkled up with soreness.
Xie Yunxing: "..."
When the second senior sister of Yuntianzong left, Nan Fuguang escorted her all the way to the door of the cave. Before leaving, the former still couldn't calm down and asked her, Riri, is this pig butcher happy with you?
Nan Fuguang said "Ah".
Xie Yunxing looked at her faintly.
The senior sister of the Yuntian Sect scratched her chin with her index finger, covering up her somewhat heated ears, and said "Hmm".
"It's so annoying. He shows it so obviously?"
"The pig-killer is always the one who kills pigs. It's weird to call him the pig-killer. What's his name?"
"..."
"Huh?"
"I don't know."
Xie Yunxing's expression seemed like she had really listened to a lot of absurd stories today.
……
It is no secret that Zuo Zuo wanted to open the Guixing Pavilion and borrow the "Breath of the Underworld". Because Yan Ji'an's "no" was too decisive before, Nan Fuguang didn't want to offend him, so he simply pulled the trigger. Xie Yunxing asked if there was any good way.
The latter glanced at her: "Are you sure he can survive until tomorrow?"
Nan Fuguang let her go: "Why do you say such cold words to someone who is so warm to your touch?"
"Maybe it's because I'm not blind. Did you see how scary the hole in his chest is?"
Guixing Pavilion is basically independent of Yuntian Sect. It usually only gives three points to Yunshang Immortal Lord and is not under the control of anyone. If Yuntian Sect asks for it, compared to other Xianmen sects, it is just that. It's just the advantage of "first come first served near water and tower".
But they would not refuse to occupy Yuntian Sect's territory and borrow some things as a favor.
Xie Yunxing suggested that if the man is still alive tomorrow, let Nan Fuguang show it around. The brothers and sisters are all kind-hearted and friendly people. By then, they might be able to persuade the sect leader Xie Congsong to invite Xinggui Pavilion. .
Nan Fuguang retorted silently in his mind, and it wasn't all kind-hearted. For example, the psychopaths in the Medicine Pavilion were probably not the first to jump up and object, but they were not necessarily opposed to rescuing dying mortals. They were simply opposed to everything Nan Fuguang did without distinction. demands.
"Now do you begin to regret that you didn't maintain your relationships with others properly?"
"You also said, human beings are so sophisticated, who do they think they are? The sage said, don't talk to animals."
"Sages have never said this."
Nan Fuguang showed a tactful expression and said that it would be too difficult for the pig butcher to please everyone. She had not been able to do this in the Yuntian Sect for so many years.
"It's okay, Yuntian Sect has a balanced male-female ratio." Xie Yunxing reminded.
Nan Fuguang: "What?"
Xie Yunxing: "It means that wherever he goes, he can get more than 50% support rate."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Xie Yunxing: "In case there are some brothers who like Long Yang..."
Nan Fuguang: "???"
Xie Yunxing patted her shoulder: "No matter how you calculate it, I think you will win."
Nan Fuguang was a little hesitant about asking the pig butcher to sell his appearance. She didn’t know if he would cooperate. After all, this person was really difficult to deal with when he was difficult. Sometimes she didn’t even know what his brain was like——
Xie Yunxing: "Every day, it is unknown whether the 'Breath of the Underworld' exists, what it is, and whether Xinggui Pavilion is willing to cooperate... You put everything on your shoulders like this, bring people back openly, and borrow Xinggui Xing Pavilion Baby, why bother to make the Immortal Lord unhappy again? It’s just the first time since childhood that someone likes you. Are you unwilling to let him die?”
"..."
This is too ugly to say.
What does it mean that for the first time since childhood, someone is happy with me?
If the person standing in front of her was not her junior sister, she would have been beating someone.
Nan Fuguang was speechless by Xie Yunxing's direct question. He said dryly for a long time, "Isn't it great? People who practice Taoism are people-oriented and have compassion for the six realms? Compassion. Compassion is very important."
She has thoroughly understood the rhetoric of Buddhism. On the premise of loving herself, she can occasionally love the world reluctantly.
Xie Yunxing said expressionlessly: "There are so many excuses."
Nan Fuguang almost jumped up as if his tail was stepped on: "No! He is going to die! You can't say it has nothing to do with me! I even stabbed him with the sword - I have to be responsible for him!"
"He likes you because he has unique vision, but you are really not responsible for his vision."
"...I'm not talking about being responsible 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 and turned around and said calmly, "It's not like you are waiting for the day of dawn to save the Three Realms and Six Paths. You are not called Lu Sang. You always take responsibility. What's wrong with taking care of yourself? You're only a little older, and living your own life is better than anything else."
Xie Yunxing finally left, leaving Senior Sister Yuntianzong standing on the edge of the cliff blowing the wind alone, which was messy in the wind. ……
Although what Xie Yunxing said was very unpleasant, Nan Fuguang still did as she said.
The next day, she got up early to catch up with breakfast time. She took the pig butcher to the place where the sect had meals and went to the Dairi Mine. She almost became superstitious about the saying that "food is the most important thing for people". Set, I firmly believe that life-saving friends all start from fair-weather friends.
Nan Fuguang was even prepared to fight to the death for the pig butcher and then be laughed at as a fool by Xie Yunxing.
But when she grabbed the man and stepped into the dining room, she found that all the ripples were just a moment of silence and a series of eyes looking over.
Holding bowls, deep-fried dough sticks or steamed buns in their hands, everyone looked like meerkats who had just emerged from their holes in the early morning——
Messy and curious.
Public inquiry is greater than hostility.
Most of the inner disciples are born to cultivate immortality and Taoism, and have little contact with mortals. They have been taught since childhood that "there is a wall between me and mortals". In the first half of their lives, they may have never stepped out of the world of cultivation like Taotao...< br>
Now that they were in contact with a real mortal, they felt very fresh.
Just like Nan Fuguang threw a hamster into the cat's nest, racial antagonism exists from the bottom of his heart, but the appearance of this hamster is somewhat inconsistent with the traditional concept of mouse, which makes cats who are not knowledgeable enough feel a little bit confused. No way to start.
Even the people in the Medicine Pavilion stopped jumping. Take that annoying guy Bai Zhi as an example. He muttered, "Bringing all the dirty things to the sect is off-putting," but he didn't stand up and speak out in public opposition.
Naturally, Nan Fuguang was not used to him being such a cricket. He raised his eyebrows and felt that the thickness of today's white porridge was just right for him to slap on his head——
However, before he could walk over, his elbow was grabbed lightly by a big hand.
Looking back, the pig butcher stood beside her with his eyes downcast, as if he was completely unaware of the prying eyes of the people around him. He looked around pleasantly and asked her: "There are quite a lot of varieties. What do you want to eat?"
Feeling as comfortable as going home.
Nan Fuguang tugged on his arm but was unable to break away from him. It was really shameful that such a big hole in his chest would not hinder this man's immense strength.
Is he dying?
The two of them secretly competed for a while, and Nan Fuguang saw the very familiar helplessness in the man's eyes. For a moment, he seemed to be back in the Da Ri Mine. The pig butcher in the yellow mining robe mainly looked at the man in the blue mining robe every day. She goes crazy in all kinds of ways——
Nan Fuguang pursed her lips and finally remembered that she had brought the butcher here to increase her favorability, so she obediently picked up a table in the corner and went to get two bowls of soy milk and a few plain steamed buns.
Most of the buns were stuffed under the eyes of the pig butcher, and she urged him to eat——
"What's the rush?"
"A dog will die if he can't eat."
"..."
Nan Fuguang was not afraid of being embarrassed by his eating. Although this man was as rough as a cow, he was more particular about eating than ordinary people from aristocratic families. He did a good job of eating without talking or sleeping.
However, the butcher took the soy milk and brought it to his nose. The goat milk was a bit fishy. He frowned slightly and put it down without touching his lips, even turning his face away.
"What's wrong? Morning sickness?"
Nan Fuguang asked casually.
"Maybe."
The butcher put down an untouched bowl and responded expressionlessly.
Then the dining hall, which had finally resumed its initial chattering and chatter, suddenly became quiet again, and the meerkats looked over again with keen interest.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
This time it’s Nan Fuguang’s turn to be in trouble, I thought, right? You all believe this, are you sick?
Nan Fuguang covered his face and sighed. At this moment, he felt embarrassed that his family scandal was being publicized. Will this pig butcher go out and publicize it everywhere, saying that the Yuntian Sect is a bunch of idiots?
As she sighed, someone finally stood up.
He just stood up and scolded her.
Suddenly, someone slammed the table at the Yao Ge disciple's table. A small figure stood up and roared menacingly: "Nan Fuguang, you are shameless!"
……
Nan Fuguang looked up and saw a fat man with a belly as big as his head standing among the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion.
The little fat man's name is Xie Hui, and he dares to be so arrogant and dare to call the senior sister of Yuntian Sect by her name, just because he is none other than the son of Xie Ji, the elder of the Refining Pavilion, the biological brother of Xie Yunxing, and the contemporary Yao ancestor of the Xie family.
This person was born into a family that cultivated immortals since childhood, and enjoyed unique resources and treatment. However, he did not cherish the conditions of heaven, and was born with a lazy and lazy temperament——
I hate that you have to swing your arms when forging iron in a furnace, you hate that swordsmen have to stand on horseback, they hate that talismans have to sit and draw talismans, and their backs hurt, and they hate formations that they have to carry the very complicated Qimen Dunjia...
Finally, he went to the Medicine Pavilion and became a disciple of his uncle Xie Ming. After all, he didn’t need to do the job of guarding the medicine furnace himself. He just lived like this indifferently. Over the years, he couldn’t get used to Nan Fuguang relying on his parents. The former backbone of the Yun Tian Sect, and his master was Yun Shangxian Zun, who stole his limelight and became another backbone force besides Bai Moxi that opposed Nan Fuguang.
His catchphrase was "Why are you so arrogant if your surname is Xie?" Therefore, I don't know how many times he was hung up and beaten by his sister. Unfortunately, this kid didn't remember the beatings at all.
He was sent out of the sect to practice a few days ago, and he just returned to the sect recently. He and Bai Moxi, who are pure and innocent, are now the two of them, and Nan Fuguang has a headache just looking at them.
The little fat man had obviously been exposed to the saying that "monks are superior to others and all mortals are just ants" for many years. However, in the middle of Qi refining, Fat Legs took a confident step towards Nan Fuguang with a step that he would not recognize his relatives.
He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the pig butcher, about to speak.
The senior sister of Yuntian Sect put down her chopsticks at this time and said calmly: "Think before you speak, don't force me to whip you."
Xie Hui's breath reached his throat and he swallowed hard. His eyes rolled in his eye sockets. He ignored Nan Fuguang and only asked the butcher: "They said you were the concubine brought back by Nan Fuguang."
The butcher said nothing.
Xie Hui asked Nan Fuguang again: "Are you having trouble with your eyesight? How can this person have a hair comparable to that of Yunshang Immortal Lord? I don't care what ridiculous reasons you have, have you gone wild and come to Yuntian Sect?"
The little fat man looked like a young, fat venomous snake, with a belly as bulging as a gecko. He didn't know how to be shy, and he stretched his neck to spray out venom.
Nan Fuguang drank his bowl of soy milk, put it down and wiped his mouth. He smiled and narrowed his eyes: "What do you know about men?"
She felt the calm gaze from the pig butcher next to her, and at the same time, the little fat man in front of her was so angry that she gasped and clamored to compete with her mistress.
He wanted to fight on behalf of Yunshang Immortal Lord. If he won, Nan Fuguang would take off the sword from his waist and take this mortal out of Yun Tianzong. If he lost, he would never question his existence again.
When Nan Fuguang heard this, he sat still and did not move. He just raised his eyes and glanced at the blue light sword unified by the Yun Tian Sect that he had just placed on the table——
It's not that the sword is so precious.
The sword is the lifeblood of sword cultivators.
The sword is there for people, but the sword destroys people and kills them.
Normally, people in their right mind would not propose such a humiliating bet for the sword cultivator to untie the sword. This would force the sword cultivator to risk his life.
This little bear also knows that he can't even touch a hair of Nan Fuguang, a golden elixir monk in his Qi Refining Stage, so he is usually silent today and finally found an opportunity to pick on the pig-killing bully. Now he is still shouting: " Oh, although I am a monk, I am just a child. You can’t even beat a child, right?”
"The kid" said as he pulled out the sword from his waist, pointing the snow-blade sword between the man's eyebrows——
This sword is called the Star Broken Sword. Xie Ji took Xie Hui's birthstone and monopolized it. He got a sword every twelve years. Although it is not as good as an immortal weapon or a magic weapon, it would be the best choice if Xie Hui was not so rotten and unable to hold himself up against a wall. Medicine cultivator, given time, may be able to turn into a magical weapon of the Life Sword.
At this time, there was no sound in the dining hall. Except for the people in the Medicine Pavilion who grinned and watched the show, the other inner disciples frowned, somewhat disapproving of the little overlord's nonsense.
Nan Fuguang glanced at the pig butcher. The man was wearing ordinary cloth and sitting under the corner window. At this time, the sun was rising, and the sunlight shone on his back. The cloth became transparent, and the black hole on his chest was vaguely visible. Yesterday it seemed to have expanded again.
In time, it may be swallowed up.
Taking the objects from Xinggui Pavilion and bypassing Yan Ji'an requires at least the consent of the sect leader and the elders. Elder Xie Ji, she really can't afford to offend him for the time being.
Nan Fuguang raised her hand and clearly saw Xie Hui's hand holding the sword flinch suddenly. She turned a blind eye. In full view of everyone, she pushed the accessory to Xie Hui and said coldly: "I'll give it to you if you want it."
There was silence in the dining hall, as if you could hear a pin drop without even bothering to hear it.
Xie Hui obviously didn't expect Nan Fuguang to give in so quickly this time. Surprise burst out in his eyes. The sword he held loosened a little. He bent down and picked up Nan Fuguang's sword: "Okay, okay, okay! Everyone is here to bear witness. You Nan Fuguang personally admitted today that you are the defeated general of my Xie Hui, hahahahaha! From now on, you are no longer the senior sister of Yuntian Sect——"
The words have not yet fallen.
Only a loud "clang" sound was heard!
The Star-Shattering Sword was lifted up to the roof and plunged straight into the beam!
Before Xie Hui could react, the other hand holding the azure light sword felt pain in his wrist almost at the same time. He subconsciously let go, and the sword did not fall to the ground, but fell steadily into a hand with a thin callus on the palm.
The man smoothly inserted the sword in his hand back into the waist of the stunned swordsmanship disciple at the next table.
After coughing weakly, he turned around again, and the green light sword was thrown back into Nan Fuguang's lap the next moment.
"Don't leave important things lying around."
The voice was low and hoarse.
From beginning to end, he didn't even stand up.
Xie Hui: "..."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Other inner disciples of Yuntian Sect: "..."
……
outside the door.
Having just finished her morning classes, Taotao, who was yawning profusely, was wondering what fillings were in today's buns, and walked happily to the dining hall.
From a distance, I saw Yunshang Immortal Lord coming to the catering pavilion for some unknown reason today. The Immortal Lord, who had long cultivated a semi-immortal physique that could avoid grains, had obviously not been to this place for a long time.
Taotao was about to say hello to the Immortal Lord, but her words suddenly fell silent - because she saw the man standing outside the door with his hands behind his back. He didn't say a word, just stood there, and had no intention of entering the dining pavilion.
……
Noon.
Xie Cong, the head of the Yuntian Sect, was saddened to lose the right to take a lunch break today.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating, Xie Cong was helpless and sighed for the eight hundredth time to the people sitting in meditation in his room. His beard was almost bald, and he tried to persuade him with good words: "Immortal Lord, you also know that no matter what, people are helping people." It’s really hard for me to drive people away just by bringing them back.”
The person who was persuaded looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose looked at his heart. If he didn't agree, he would sit here until the end of the world.
Xie Cong: "..."
no.
Nan Fu Guangming was obviously the first one to get past you before bringing people in.
Taking a step back, are you not wrong?
Ah...
So annoying!
Who the hell wants to be the leader of this sect!
(End of chapter)
The author said: I will give out 400 red envelopes today. Normally I will update for two days a day. I can’t stand it anymore
The entire Dari Mine first received a letter from a scholar saying that the withered tree was not the version said by the Xianmeng but that it was bitten to death by Zhuang Zhuang. After entering the Dari Mine, it was discovered that Zhuang Zhuang really existed. He began to doubt Xian. Alliance - At the last moment, I heard a story about a war between mortals and monks, and the officials of the mortal camp led by gods were deceived and killed, causing the facts of the war to be buried
No more
It is not as complicated as I thought. I have summarized all the above from the perspective of the protagonist in the article. There is no mystery. Everyone can understand this information now
Only in the finale chapter did I commit the crime of being mysterious, because I think all endings are actually very reasonable, so I’ll just leave it like that for now