Chapter 64: Spring Breeze Never Lets Down Young Men

Chapter 64: Spring Breeze Never Lets Down Young Men

Chapter 64: Spring Breeze Never Lets Down Young Men

The third master is a very unfamiliar concept to Chen Huangpi.

He had never met the Third Master.

The Third Master also only exists in the mouths of the First Master and the Second Master.

At this time, I heard the brass oil lamp make such speculations.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but look at the master in the pot.

The master now has two heads, one is the big master and the other is the second master.

If he hadn't fainted, he would probably be cursing at the Third Master by now.

Thinking about it.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"If the Third Master comes out, he will definitely love me as much as the First and Second Masters do, right?"

But, as soon as these words came out.

The taste of tangerine peel just doesn't seem right.

Where did he get his third master?
It’s just that the master is crazy, so he claims there are three.

Use three colors to distinguish.

In fact, they are all the same person.

Chen Huangpi hurriedly shook his head and said seriously: "I don't want a third master, I want my original master."

The brass oil lamp said dimly, "That's not necessarily true."

Previously, when Chen Huangpi's true appearance was revealed in the photo, something strange happened in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The meaning of the master's words at that time was already very clear.

The master of the temple will not wake up in a short time.

In other words, even if you wake up, there will just be one more person with different views.

"I hope the Three Views Master can be more normal."

The brass oil lamp felt bitter in his heart: "The first master wants to make elixirs, and the second master wants to eat them raw. From what they said, the third master should be a good person, but don't fall for it."

The two masters are crazy enough.

If there is one more, the whole world will be turned upside down.

And just then.

The weak voice of the Fox Mountain God suddenly sounded.

"Chen Huangpi, I finally found you."

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Chen Huangpi looked towards the door.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the Fox Mountain God.

It seemed as if the previous sound was just an illusion.

Chen Huangpi asked in surprise: "Huang Er, am I hallucinating again?"

"No, I heard that, too."

"Then why doesn't it come in?"

"I don't know. I didn't see the little fox, but I saw something I don't know what it was. It looked like a puppy."

The brass oil lamp also felt strange.

Its clones are located in various places in Jingxian Temple.

There was a lamp even hanging in the toilet.

No changes in anything can escape its eyes.

But after looking for a long time, I couldn't find where the Fox Mountain God was.

And just then.

A puppy crawled to the door.

The puppy was about as long as Chen Huangpi's arm, skin and bones all over, with two broken legs in its pointed mouth.

"Master often said that even ants are greedy for life. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect to see it today."

Chen Huangpi said with emotion: "Huang Er, it is too pitiful for it to live like this. I am kind-hearted and cannot bear to see this. Please give it a quick death."

As he said this, he closed his eyes.

"Wait, it's me, I'm the Fox Mountain God!"

"Ah, my legs!"

As soon as the Fox Mountain God opened his mouth, his two broken legs fell out of his mouth and were almost smashed to pieces.

“It really is this.”

Chen Huangpi quickly opened his eyes and jumped off the stove: "Fox Mountain God, I'm here to help you."

"Don't come over here."

The Fox Mountain God said hurriedly: "You have helped me enough. If you help me any more, I will die. I'd better do it myself."

Although Chenhuangpi is evil and powerful.

But these are not his legs. If he is not careful, both legs will probably be shattered.

It still hopes to be able to connect one day.

"Don't worry, I will definitely know my limits."

Chen Huangpi remembered that he did use a bit of force when he sent the Fox Mountain God back in the morning.

I guess the Fox Mountain God must be afraid that I might not be able to control my strength, so he is unwilling to let me help.

Upon hearing this, the Fox Mountain God touched the back of his head.

There is a big hole there.

It was broken into pieces by a single punch from Chen Huangpi when he knocked me unconscious yesterday.

So much so that even now it has some ambiguity when speaking.

The Fox Mountain God had a resentful look in his eyes.

Chen Huangpi turned his head away and pretended not to see it.

The brass oil lamp looked at the miserable Fox Mountain God and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little Fox, there is only a trace of incense left on your body, and your body is full of cracks. How did you survive?"

"How did you survive?"

The Fox Mountain God laughed miserably and said, "Nothing special, just a cheap life."

Yes, a few days ago it was still the high and mighty mountain god.

After a few days, it became a dog with a broken leg that was easy to feed and had a cheap life.

Being a god to this extent would be worse than just dying.

At this time.

The sound of hot water boiling could be heard.

Chen Huangpi quickly jumped onto the stove and lifted the lid of the pot.

The surging steam turned the entire kitchen into a world of fog.

There was even a hint of rich fragrance in the air.

“This fragrance…”

The Fox Mountain God just took a sip and his eyes widened instantly.

His whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Then he opened his mouth and started sucking hard.

Chen Huangpi didn't notice this scene. He looked at the master in the pot. His body was still stiff, his chest didn't move at all, and he couldn't even feel any breath.

Don't say that you have thick skin.

The same goes for Master.

They are all difficult to stew.

But Chen Huangpi found it very strange.

"The drug's effects have clearly already taken effect. Master's body should have changed."

"Is the firepower not strong enough?"

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi said, "Huang Er, make the fire stronger. It would be best if the temperature is ten times higher than it is now. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be cooked through."

But the brass oil lamp did not answer.

At this moment, it was staring at the Fox Mountain God thoughtfully.

At this moment.

The Fox Mountain God closed his eyes tightly, opened his pointed mouth as wide as possible, and inhaled the wisps of steam mixed with a strange fragrance.

It is obsessed with physical changes.

As you inhale, the aroma becomes more and more.

The shattered body of the Fox Mountain God instantly became wet.

The bodies of gods are originally clay sculptures or wood carvings. Even if a cultivator becomes a god on the spot, his original flesh and blood will turn into remains.

And this is water vapor mixed with a strange fragrance.

But it gave the Fox Mountain God a feeling that was more like incense than burning incense.

It seems that it was supposed to feed on this aroma.

What made the Fox Mountain God even more unbelievable was that he really felt that there was a power similar to incense in his body.

Today's incense is popularity.

But the Fox Mountain God knew that before the changes in heaven and earth, the gods did not need the so-called incense at all, because the incense was nothing more than an offering of candles.

It is a gift from mortals to worship gods.

What the gods really need is spiritual energy.

The Fox Mountain God didn't know whether the aroma coming out of the pot was spiritual energy.

It just knew that this time it was really going to succeed.

Because the fragrance in the air becomes stronger and stronger!

Just one puff and the soul of the Fox Mountain God was about to fly away.

"Smells, it smells so good!"

The Fox Mountain God suddenly opened his eyes and was about to use his divine power to absorb all the water vapor mixed with strange fragrance into his body.

But Chen Huangpi suddenly covered the pot.

The fragrance disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Fox Mountain God bared his teeth and said angrily: "Chen Huangpi you..."

"You what?"

"What's that cooking in that pot of yours? It smells so good, I've never smelled anything so good."

"Oh, this one was cooked by my master."

"What? It's the master."

The Fox Mountain God's eyes went dark and he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He seemed to see a skinny and old face.

And you also ask yourself if you enjoy it, and if you enjoy it, then it’s my turn to suck you.

"Master, I didn't mean it!"

The Fox Mountain God's spirit and body bowed to the pot and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't know it was you that was cooked in the pot. Otherwise, even if I had ten thousand guts, I wouldn't dare to breathe in your fragrance."

"I'm going to spit it back now, I'm going to spit it back now."

As he spoke, the Fox Mountain God suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a breath.

Chen Huangpi frowned.

"Huang Er, what is this?"

He felt that this breath was very similar to his essence, but not as pure as his essence.

The brass oil lamp said, "It's spiritual energy."

Although when the master of the temple created it, the changes in heaven and earth had already begun.

But at that time, the aura still existed.

Therefore, it can be seen at a glance.

Chen Huangpi was puzzled and said, "Could this spiritual energy come from Master? But I clearly didn't cook Master thoroughly."

"If it's really cooked through, what comes out won't be spiritual energy."

The brass oil lamp said, "That's nothing. If you just throw me in there and boil me for a while, I think some spiritual energy will emerge from the water."

Chen Huangpi suddenly realized, "I understand. So the fragrance is not the effect of the medicine. It seems that even ten times the firepower may not be enough to cook Master thoroughly. We need to use the alchemy furnace, which is more powerful."

next to.

Listening to the conversation between the man and the lamp, the Fox Mountain God was terrified at this moment.

It turned out that the spiritual energy was steamed from the master's bath water.

It can be understood.

Not to mention spiritual energy, even if it exudes fairy energy it wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But Chen Huangpi was actually cooking the master of the temple?
And it seems that he feels the fire is not strong enough, and is afraid that it will not be cooked through, so he puts it into the alchemy furnace to refine it with fire.

This is to rebel against Tiangang and torture the master of the temple to death.

Thinking of this, the Fox Mountain God quickly turned his gaze towards the pot.

Then, it screamed in fear: "Chen Huangpi, what did you do to the master?"

Chen Huangpi said, "Master has been knocked unconscious by my drug. Once I force out the effects of the drug, Master will wake up."

"The soul is gone, how can I wake up?"

The Fox Mountain God trembled and said, "Can the dead wake up? The main thing is that they can wake up..."

At this point, it shook its head violently and said, "No, the master will definitely wake up, but after waking up, I'm afraid he will not be himself anymore, but the Lord of the Hundred Thousand Mountains who has returned from the dead."

"Once it appears, the whole world will end."

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi immediately corrected him, "Master is omnipotent, he will not die, and he will not become evil."

"Resurrection from the dead?"

The brass oil lamp next to it seemed to have thought of something.

It rolled and crawled to the stove, with a flash of golden light in its eyes.

Before, it had never thought that the master would die.

Nor do they dare to spy on the situation inside the subject.

But now I hear what the Fox Mountain God said.

Only then did it have the courage to take a look.

Just one glance was enough to scare it so much that it couldn't stop trembling.

He was so scared that even a few drops of lamp oil came out of his crotch.

Because the soul of the master in the pot was actually dissipating.

The golden light is like a dream.
Although the brass oil lamp did not think that the master of the temple had a soul, what else could the dissipated thing be but a soul?
I can't be dreaming while sleeping.

Thinking of this, the brass oil lamp laughed miserably and said, "Resurrection from the dead, what a resurrection from the dead."

The magic tree came back to life, so it was able to come out of the old view.

The third view master is also trapped in the old view.

Now, he uses the seventy-two secret pills to unlock and borrow Chen Huangpi's hand to deal with himself.

Once he strikes, it's a killer move.

The evil tree didn't resurrect earlier or later, but at this moment.

If it wasn’t for the Three Views Master’s push from behind, Brass Oil Lamp would never believe it.

Because the Chenhuangpi Kidney Temple has been built, before the gods are invited in, it is natural to ward off any evil spirits and gods.

The master of the temple is extremely powerful, and his death will take time.

Resurrection takes more time.

During this period of time, the magic tree was clearly a protective umbrella given to Chen Huangpi by Master Sanguan.

"Good, a good Sky Poison Pill."

The brass oil lamp trembled and said, "If you touch it, you will die. If you touch it, you will die. Your soul will be scattered within three breaths."

"One pill will kill the master! Without the first master, the second master, and the third master will be able to occupy the body alone!"

"Yin, it's really yin!"

After hearing this, no matter how stupid Chen Huangpi was, he understood the seriousness of the matter.

If the third master comes out.

This also means that he will never be able to see his sober master again.

However, at this moment, the brass oil lamp grabbed Chen Huangpi's hand and said bitterly: "You are the treasure of the temple master. No matter who you are, you love you very much. But I have been divided into thousands of parts to suppress the old temple for so many years. Do you think that when the third temple master comes out, will he kill me?"

"I don't know, Huang Er, I really don't know."

There were tears glistening in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

He felt pain in his heart, as if a shadow had covered him, and even as if the image of the master in his memory who always looked at him kindly and handed him candied haws was gradually fading away.

Mistakes teach us lessons.

Loss is unforgettable.

Only at this moment did Chen Huangpi suddenly realize that he had grown up a long time ago and the Taoist robe he was wearing no longer fit him.

It's time for him to learn to be a real young man.

Chen Huangpi wiped away his tears and said firmly, "I will go to the underworld and the underworld. I will climb up Luopo Mountain. There is a jade on the top of the mountain. I can save Master's soul."

"I can, I'm not afraid!"

　Kidney belongs to water, black color belongs to water, water is soft and weak.

　　Chenhuangpi makes the kidney temple lose its weakness and begin to learn to be strong, so the liver temple begins to work.

　　The temple volume has a total of 22 words by the end of this chapter, and it seems to be 25 including the discarded manuscripts.

　　The next chapter is the liver temple volume, but the author has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so there will be no volume division.

　　After all, bigger is better, more is beautiful, and unity is the most harmonious.

　　 Ps: I didn’t have much time to write at my mother-in-law’s house, and then I returned to Hangzhou at about 3 o’clock, so the second chapter will be around o’clock.

　　The author has not written a book for three years. He had never written fantasy novels before, only supernatural stories. It took him 28 days to complete this book since he returned to writing.

　　Thank you all for your company and support over the past month.

　　In addition, let me add one more thing, is the fairy tale I wrote really weird? I feel that it is no different from when I write supernatural stories.

　　
　
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