Chapter 345 Pan Furong
Pan Furong frowned slightly and thought for a moment.
"It doesn't matter, I'll go talk to the master about it."
"Before, he kept pestering me, and I didn't want to cause trouble, so I gave in everywhere."
" She has a great reputation, so if she talks to Master Zhenqiu, Master Baiku, the matter can be postponed for a while. "
"Perhaps, things will change by then."
Sister Hong: "Miss, it's a pity that I have stayed in Fangshi for more than ten years and have never seen my uncle..."
Pan Furong glanced at Sister Hong, and the two had a tacit agreement not to mention Lu Ye's matter.
It’s just that they have a clear understanding of each other, and they are all thinking - Lu Ye, Lu Ye, where are you?
Pan Furong and Sister Hong chatted for a few more words, and then Sister Hong withdrew.
She arranged her clothes and went out of the yard.
This place is located halfway up the mountain, with large and small courtyards connected. There are some colorful spiritual flowers planted inside, and there is a faint smell of rouge in the air.
There were many female disciples dressed as nuns walking along the tree-lined paths. When they met Pan Furong, they bowed to each other.
"Senior sister..."
"Senior sister..."
Some of these nuns are like Pan Furong, with their hair shaved off, hats on their heads, and plain clothes.
There are also some nuns who wear gorgeous brocade robes and are decorated with various precious jades. Their heads have dark clouds towering, and their heads are full of pearls and gold hairpins. Their faces are carefully outlined, and they are better than those ladies in the mortal palace. Also dress smartly and carefully.
There are also a few children of the demon clan, with long tails trailing behind their hips, with various ribbons tied on them. Following their graceful footsteps, the long tails sweep lightly, making people's hearts flutter.
There were even a few bald monks walking around with nuns in their arms, and everyone was not surprised.
The atmosphere of Tianlun Sect is like this. Although it is a lineage of Buddhism, it is not a quiet place.
However, the disciples who greeted Pan Furong were polite, but there was uncontrollable jealousy and hatred in their eyes.
Pan Furong turned a blind eye.
After leaving the pavilion, she took a detour, followed the bluestone path, and soon arrived outside a cave.
"Master, my disciple Zhenmei wants to see you!" She bowed and saluted.
“Come in!”
The door of the cave in front of you is open.
Pan Furong took a deep breath and carefully stepped into the cave.
But I saw that the cave was empty, with only a stone bed, a few stones and a futon.
Sitting on the stone bed was an old nun with an old face, dark skin, wrinkles on his face as deep as tree bark, extremely thin lips, triangular eyes, and an inverted eyebrow. At first glance, he looked like a very difficult person to deal with.
She has a great aura of magical power, but it cannot cover up the unpleasant smell of an old man. She wears a yellow robe, but eight skeletons the size of fists hang around her neck. These skeletons stare ahead with black holes in their eyes, which makes people... shudder.
This person was Pan Furong's master, who had forced her to stay with Sanhei - Sanhei was the nickname given to this master by the Tianlun Sect disciples behind their backs, saying that she had a sinister face and a black heart.
The Three Black Masters have reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. They once tried to break into the Golden Core Realm, but failed.
Now the life span has reached two hundred and forty years. If there is no breakthrough, in ten years it will return to dust, dust to dust, and turn into a pile of yellow earth.
In addition, there is a Buddhist niche in the cave above the head of the three black masters. There is a silk curtain of ritual implements hanging on the outside, so it is not clear which sacred shrine is enshrined inside.
Pan Furong saluted respectfully again.
"I've met Master!"
Master Sanhei's cloudy eyes flashed with light, and he glanced up and down at Pan Furong, while an invisible wave swept through Pan Furong's body.
Pan Furong's body tensed, knowing that the other party was using his spiritual consciousness to detect his status.
"Ahem..." Master Sanhei frowned and said, "What a real plum!"
"I will enter the door with you. There are twenty people under my seat!"
"You have seen how much the master prefers you!"
"Heavenly materials, earthly treasures and panaceas, as long as the master has them, they are open to you to use at will."
"No one except you Only the master’s close disciple, your junior sister Zhenlan, is treated like this!”
“But your junior sister has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training, maybe she will be able to break through to foundation building soon!”
“Why are you still wandering around at the entrance to the tenth level of Qi training, unable to accumulate to the Dzogchen realm?”
"What worries do you have?"
"Still you have distracting thoughts and can't calm down?"
"Master promised you at the beginning that as long as you complete the foundation building, he will help you find you My husband, you are like this, how can you ask the master to help you?"
Pan Furong trembled after hearing this and gritted her teeth.
"Master knows it well. Disciples never fail to practice hard and never dare to slack off."
"Recently, I have indeed been troubled, so I was distracted."
She thought that Monk Zhenqiu had always wanted to practice Zen with her, and even his disciple Lu San began to harass Sister Hong. Today's update in Fangshi He forced Sister Hong to stop doing business and followed her on her way back. As a result, she was involved in the aftermath of the battle between the two monks. The story of Lu San's death was simply explained.
"Master, when the disciple entered the sect, he shaved off his black hair and devoted himself to cultivation without any distractions. He only hoped to complete the foundation building as soon as possible and not lose his reputation as a master."
"And I was originally As a married woman, I really can’t accept Senior Brother Zhenqiu’s love!”
“I hope the master can clear up this confusion for me.”
Master Sanhei was furious after hearing this.
“Why didn’t you tell me about such a small thing earlier?”
“You need to complete the foundation building as soon as possible, how can you be distracted by worries?”
“See you again in the future. When it comes to anything that affects your practice, just tell me directly and Master will make the decision for you.”
“Just wait...”
Whoa...
Master Sanhei's body suddenly floated up and flew out of the cave like a gust of wind, leaving Pan Furong alone.
As soon as the teacher Tai left, the bad smell of the teacher disappeared from the cave, and Pan Furong dared to take a breath of air.
She stood quietly on the ground, not moving rashly, even looking at the tiles in front of her feet as before.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Buddhist niche in the cave wall on the stone bed.
The hanging brocade curtain is a magic weapon, blocking sight and exploration.
Pan Furong has noticed that for more than ten years, her master's cave has originally had many things used by women.
For example, potted plants, wardrobes, and even a luxurious dressing table with dragons and phoenixes carved on it when you first started. At that time, Sanhei Shitai still had more than twenty years to live, and he could still maintain it. Year appearance.
But as his end was approaching, his face was aging rapidly, and his body had a strong smell of death, many things in this cave began to decrease one by one.
And his mood became uncertain. Five or six stone beds were replaced. Only the Buddhist niches on the cave wall remained the same, but the scene inside was never visible.
Which god does this old nun worship?
Pan Furong's thoughts continued to fly.
Back then, she and Sister Hong went to Huangsha Mountain to find a husband, and met two sweet-talking monks.
After just a few words of conversation, the two women, who are experienced in the world, felt that the other party did not look like a serious monk.
On the surface, it seems that he must be called Buddha, which always feels strange.
The two wanted to leave, but the other party blocked them. They decisively drew their swords and chopped them. Unexpectedly, the other party was a monk and they were captured.
Then they were organized into a team of hundreds of men and women. After listening to the people around them crying privately, they realized that they were afraid that they would be sold into the demon kingdom as slaves.
Pan Furong and Sister Hong were horrified, but had no choice but to resist. Pan Furong had already thought in her heart that when the time came, it would just be death. Unfortunately, she could not find a husband.
Who expected the unexpected turn of events.
When the large team was brought up the mountain, Master Sanhei took a fancy to her, rescued her and Sister Hong, and accepted her as a disciple.
You know, she was only at the first level of Qi training at that time, and she was still practicing ordinary casual cultivation techniques. The Three Yin Lotus Technique that she got from Hua Xiang Taoist Aunt was an illusion technique.
In addition, her own spiritual roots are not that outstanding. They are medium-grade water spiritual roots. Compared with Lu Ye, Wang Hu, and Zhang Cunyi, her spiritual roots are the best.
If compared with the standards for recruiting disciples of the Tianlun Sect’s Golden Pill sect, it is very average.
In particular, Master Sanhei accepted more than 20 female disciples in the same batch, among which the closed-door disciple named Zhenlan, with the first-grade spiritual root of the Earth, stood out.
Then Master Sanhei took a new look at her and Zhenlan. They didn't need to go out for dangerous tasks, and they even provided an almost unlimited supply for them to practice Taoism.
Therefore, although she has been practicing for a short time, she has only been practicing for more than ten years. To be honest, she is a few years later than Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi, but she has already reached the tenth level of Qi training. She only needs accumulation to reach the state of Qi training.
So at first she was grateful to Master Sanhei.
But after all, Pan Furong once served as a general in an army and lived in the world of refugees and cannibalism.
She always feels a little weird.
I am not related to Master Sanhei. Many of her sisters have spiritual roots that are better than hers. They also have to work hard to complete sect tasks, save spiritual stones to exchange for elixirs, and go through life and death.
There were more than 20 famous masters and sisters in those days, but now half of them have fallen away in just over ten years, which once again confirmed the reputation of the three black masters as having a heart and a black hand.
Then why can she be alone and enjoy the benefits while others risk beheading, but she opens her mouth to be fed?
If Master Sanhei wants to inherit the mantle, Zhenlan alone is enough. Even if he sees the right opportunity and makes her a substitute, why should she be given the same resources as Zhenlan?
This doesn’t make sense.
Pan Furong knows that there is no free food in the world. When Chuang Potian coaxed the female battalion to guard the city wall, they opened up the supply of steamed buns filled with white flour and meat, because they required everyone to sacrifice their lives.
Pan Furong always felt that there must be a reason why Master Sanhei treated her so well.
There is also something strange.
Except for her and Zhenlan, the other disciples and sisters practice Tao-based practice, using Taoism to protect themselves, and practicing Taoism as well.
They have to perform a mission and go down the mountain to fight. Of course, they need to know a few surgical techniques to defend themselves.
But Zhenlan and she were the only ones who only practiced Taoism but not magic.
That is to say, although the two of them have high cultivation levels, they only know a few small techniques for daily life, as well as the most common art of controlling objects, the escape technique.
I don’t know any other flying sword skills, body protection skills, or magic spells.
If you really want to fight with your fellow disciples, she will be the one who loses in the end if she has a high level of cultivation.
In addition, every time Master Sanhei saw her, he would always use his spiritual consciousness to explore her whole body and carefully understand her physical cultivation status.
The way the other party looks at her sometimes is very strange.
It is the kind of person who is very obsessed but does not involve love.
It is like watching a child of flesh and blood who has been cultivated through hard work, and feels happy and happy as he grows up, but it does not contain the feeling of licking a baby.
Pan Furong has experienced battles for a long time, and her fighting instinct is far beyond that of ordinary people, even ordinary monks.
Although Master Sanhei was very good at hiding it, she always felt that the teacher was admiring her while still trying to suppress a murderous intention.
Why?
When you complete the foundation building, will the other party really keep his promise and help you find a husband?
Given the reputation of the other party, I am afraid that if he finds him, he will give Lu Lang a slap in the face so that he can completely cut off his love, right?
Also.
Zhenlan has reached the Great Perfection of Qi training. With her bones, she can already try to attack the foundation.
The other party didn't move for a long time. Did you feel something strange?
There are also some unusual places.
They are the disciples that Master Sanhei has accepted over the past ten years, but from the previous batches of female disciples, only three or two big cats and kittens survived.
The death rate among the disciples of Master Sanhei is also too high, which is very abnormal.
Pan Furong's thoughts were flying wildly in her mind.
This is why she asked Sister Hong to insist on selling spiritual rice in the market every few days, without asking for anything else, just to increase the chance of finding Lu Ye.
Of course, if you are lucky enough to meet him, Sister Hong will only remind her husband according to their prior agreement that everything is fine with them on the mountain.
It’s just that now that we are members of the monks’ sect, it is easy to cut off the relationship, and the two parties will forget about each other in the world, and they will be fine!
It's not that Pan Furong doesn't want to meet, go down the mountain, or leave the sect, but she knows that Master Sanhei will definitely not let her go free. If she really recognizes Lu Ye, it will only bring disaster to her husband. .
Pan Furong's mind was in chaos.
Whoosh...
A ray of light flew back from outside.
The Three Black Masters circled in space and sat cross-legged on the stone bed. Looking again, they were holding a severed arm in their hands. It was covered with thick black hair. The five fingers twitched occasionally. Completely dead.
In addition, there were spots of blood on the chest of her robe.
"Zhenmei..." she wrote lightly, "Zhenqiu will not harass you anymore, he doesn't have the guts anymore..."
Pan Furong pretended to be shocked and took a few steps forward. Her face showed concern and she squeezed out a few tears.
"Master, are you injured?"
She originally had a lively and lively personality. She was forced to be a nun in a temple for more than ten years. The environment was complicated, and she also learned a bit of disguise.
Master Sanhei squeezed out a trace of kindness on his face.
“It doesn’t matter, kid!”
"I tore off one of Zhenqiu's arms and destroyed nearly half of his Taoist foundation. To support you, no one from the monks of your generation will dare to have an idea against you anymore."
"In addition, I and his guardian The master has worked hard for a long time!”
“Huh, they are both building the foundation of perfection, but they are nearly a hundred and fifty years older than him, and their means to accumulate wealth are not comparable to his.”
"He returned with serious injuries. As a master, he also suffered some minor injuries..." Master Sanhei gently stroked Pan Furong's cheek, "It doesn't matter!"
A monk broke his arm. , the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, even if the foundation is built, it is still the weakest foundation. Even if it is replaced by a machine arm, it will be an irreparable loss.
Zhenqiu was already half-crippled
After Baiku was crippled, a disciple with such a promising future was naturally unwilling to give up, so Master Sanhei simply took advantage of the opponent’s lack of cultivation of the golden elixir, accumulated deep knowledge on his own, and fought with the opponent to severely injure the opponent. .
For them, the Tianlun Sect elders, the sect's rules of not fighting among themselves and not hurting fellow sects are just paper to wipe their butts.
As long as you don’t die as a foundation-building elder of the same level, the leader Hui Ding will not pay attention at all.
Pan Furong only felt that the other party's hand was like a cold snake sticking to her face. The scales of the snake were rough, sharp and cold, and she did not dare to move.
This cheap master's movements were so fast and his methods so spicy. He could actually do this just to let her practice quietly.
Destroy a foundation-building seed, and fight with the elders of the same sect who are at the same level of foundation-building perfection and are expected to hit the golden elixir!
What will happen if I delay my cultivation on purpose?
When Pan Furong thought about it, she suddenly felt shuddering.
Master Sanhei continued to speak to her "gently".
"Disciple, if you complete the foundation building as soon as possible, it is the greatest gratitude to the master!"
"Don't plant your spiritual fields in the future. It is a waste of time."
"Lack of Spirits Shi, master will increase your monthly quota next month.”
Pan Furong was shocked, but she could only say yes softly.
The two chatted for a few more words. Pan Furong saw that Master Sanhei looked tired after the battle, and she bid farewell obediently.
After leaving the cave, Pan Furong breathed in the fresh air outside. She always felt that she had gone around in a circle in the gate of hell. She wanted to use the light escape to escape hastily. She suppressed the fear in her heart and walked slowly.
Inside the cave.
Seeing that there was no one around, Master Sanhei spat out blood.
A hundred years of hard work will lead to the perfection of foundation building, and there is hope for a golden elixir. Although he was defeated by her due to lack of years of accumulation and was seriously injured, how could she not pay the price for this?
Master Sanhei wiped the corners of his mouth indifferently, released his consciousness, looked at Pan Furong's leaving steps, and sneered.
"Disciple, although your steps are steady, your mind is confused!" She murmured a few times, "Why don't you disciples understand the painstaking efforts of being a master?"
She turned around and cast a stone. Stand on the stage and bow down to the Buddhist niche.
The brocade curtain of the magic weapon in front of the Buddhist niche was rolled up, revealing a statue of a god inside.
She has a green face, a female body, a golden crown on her head, a cassock, and a streamer floating on the back. There is no halo behind the head, and there is no lotus platform under the feet. This means that she has not yet attained the Golden Congo position. According to the middle level of Buddhism, she is considered to have supernatural powers. of low-level sacredness.
The only thing that is inconsistent is that there is a string of skulls hanging around his neck, nine in total.
Master Sanhei recited silently and knelt down devoutly. As he was injured, the smell of death on his body became more and more difficult to conceal, floating in the entire cave.
——
At the foot of the mountain.
In the middle of Wenxinfang City.
Luye rented a house in the cave.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and the spirit body in the sea of consciousness shone brightly. The Black Bone Bodhisattva sat on the lotus throne, and the water of the Yulong River repeatedly washed the spirit body, leaving it without any excitement.
Lu Ye then opened his eyes.
I met Sister Hong today, followed her to destroy her enemies, searched for the memory of Sister Hong’s soul, and then tampered with her memory. Then she disguised the scene and transformed into a monster to destroy things at will.
You should be able to easily deceive those worthy disciples.
The foundation-building elders generally do not search the souls of handyman disciples. There is something wrong with Sister Hong’s soul. As long as half a month passes, the foundation-building masters will not be able to find out, unless the head of the Golden Pill personally investigates. .
However, the head of Huiding was so full that he went to check whether the soul memory of a handyman had been tampered with.
So this matter should be settled today.
Then he used Escape Light and returned to Fangshi.
Suffering the excitement, I had to go back to the alley, sit behind the stall, pretend to chat with Dan Yuanzi, and occasionally have to deal with Su Li's flirtatious glances, and finally stayed up until night.
Withdrawing the stall and politely rejecting Su Li’s invitation to go to his cave to explore how to stone grind tofu, Lu Ye hurried back to his cave.
Seal the talisman, sit cross-legged and meditate, and then perform the Lotus Seat Technique to calm down your excitement.
Then he recalled the memories in Sister Hong’s mind.
Pop!
He slapped his palm on the ground.
This Zhenqiu is so brave, he actually dares to spy on his own wife, damn it!
Hey, is this guy still the murderer of Su Li’s unlucky man?
Well, he’s dead!
Look further down.
Hey, did the Three Black Masters have the wrong nickname?
To my wife, I have a warm face and warm hands.
This should be the sauna warm master's wife.
No, no, there must be a demon when something goes wrong!
(End of this chapter)