The rest of the people were all staring at Chenghuang and had no time to pay attention to other things.

Li Fenglan gritted her teeth lightly, waiting for Ling Buyi to say the name.

However, at this moment, Ning Qingmo suddenly made a sound, interrupting what he was about to say.

"Ling Xianjun! After dealing with the beast, I have something to ask you."

His tone was a little anxious, and his hands subconsciously clenched the neck of the violin.

It's okay, it seems that Ning Qingmo doesn't want people to know that he still has a remnant of Li Fuyue's soul.

Li Fenglan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After Ning Qingmo's reminder, Ling Buyan finally remembered Chenghuang who was still hanging in the sky.

The man in black walked forward slowly, and finally stopped at the edge of the cliff.

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, and Ling Bujin didn't mean to explain.

At this time, Chenghuang was still trying to break through the golden net woven by the spell, and as the time trapped was longer, it became more irritable.

Seeing Ling Buti walking towards him, Cheng Huang immediately shifted his target and yelled at him frantically.

But the man acted as if he hadn't seen Cheng Huang, he stopped and slowly recited a string of obscure incantations.

...it's a categorical spell.

Among the people standing on the cliff, only Li Fenglan recognized it.

He didn't expect that there was another person in this world who knew this mantra besides himself.

Back then, I also discovered the spell from Chenghuang's Sea of ​​Consciousness inheritance after forming a spirit beast contract with Chenghuang.

Where did Ling Buyan learn it from? ?

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the giant net made of runes shrunk little by little. Chenghuang also slowly changed along with Juwang.

The long horns on its back disappeared, and its body became smaller and rounder... It didn't take long before it turned into a fox cub.

"Aww?" Chenghuang himself noticed that the group of humans in front of him seemed to have grown a lot bigger.

No, I have become smaller!

Realizing this cruel fact, Cheng Huang immediately let out an angry long moan, and at the same time struggled harder and harder in the net.

But because of its shrinking size, everything it does loses its deterrent power.

Even the disciple of the Law Hall who was stunned by the shock just now couldn't help but say: "It's cute to take the yellow and become small."

"Woo woo woo~"

The face of the beast is about to be lost.

When Cheng Huang was incompetent and furious, the culprit in his eyes, Ling Buyan, finally stopped.

And Cheng Huang, who was hanging high in the air just now, slowly fell into the arms of the man.

"Aww, ow!" Cheng Huang immediately bared his teeth at Ling, and the man picked it up with some distaste.

"Ancient beasts can't be sealed casually. Now that Shaoyuan Mountain has collapsed, I will take care of Chenghuang for the time being. Don't all the immortals have any objections?" Ling Buwei ignored the dignity of the ancient beast and carried it casually. asked.

It's true that Ling Bujin can control Chenghuang, but Chenghuang is an ancient beast after all, so it's really okay to just hand it over to him casually like this.

Is he crazy?

Sure enough, all the great powers in the cultivation world looked at each other and proposed to renegotiate this matter.

But at this moment, Jiang Yichang, the head of Tianmian Palace, suddenly said: "Naturally."

"Jiang Xianzun..." a monk couldn't help but said, "Li Fuyue's soul has been scattered for many years, and no one knows how long the categorical curse he left behind can last. If the beast suddenly goes berserk, Immortal Ling may not be able to control it! "

What he said was a little euphemistic, but the meaning was already very obvious.

The comprehension world still can't believe it.

If the ferocious beast is not restrained by the categorical curse and goes mad, no matter how much you know, it will be useless.

"Then do you have any good ideas," Jiang Yichang asked, "or do you want to take over Chenghuang?"

"this…"

"Since there is no one, let's do as Immortal Ling said." Apparently Jiang Yichang has made up his mind, "If something happens, Tianmian Palace will naturally take care of it."

Seeing that he has said so, others will naturally not object.

The matter of Cheng Huang came to an end, and the big trouble between Cheng Du'an and Ming Xinzong still lay ahead.

Several great masters of cultivation went to the main peak to discuss the matter of Ming Xinzong together. It is foreseeable that this session of the Zongmen Conference will probably be suspended here.

But Ling Buyan, who was not interested in these things, directly called Linghe, and went to Miguang Mountain together with Li Fenglan.

So many things happened in less than a day, and Li Fenglan, who had been salted for five years, still couldn't adapt for a while.

On the way back, he couldn't help thinking—Tianmian Palace is based on strength, and there is no strict hierarchy inside.

Under the head of the sect and several great teaching immortals, there are a large number of masters of each peak.

His Master's Mausoleum is one of them. Even though he is honored as "Xianjun", this is not uncommon in Tianmian Palace of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Why did Jiang Yichang rest assured that Cheng Huang was handed over to Ling Buwei? Even disregarding the opposition of other sects...

Li Fenglan has always known that Jiang Yichang is an extremely rational person who puts the sect first in everything.

He was able to make such a decision, definitely not impulsively.

But why?

When Li Fenglan was sitting on Linghe's back and thinking wildly, Ling Buyi suddenly approached.

"Feng Lan, I'll give it to you first."

As soon as Ling Buyan's words fell, before Li Fenglan could react, Cheng Huang fell into his arms from the air.

And Cheng Huang, who had a fierce face just now, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately rubbed against Li Fenglan frantically.

"Woo~"

I am back!

It really changed his face like flipping through a book, he instantly forgot his identity as an ancient beast.

Riding Huang Yuan's tumbling body in Li Fenglan's arms was really itchy, Li Fenglan smiled and scratched its chin, temporarily putting those elusive questions aside.

When he returned to Miguang Mountain, the golden net on Chenghuang's body had completely disappeared, and after regaining his freedom, he finally found a good toy—Li Fenglan's veiled hat.

The white paws reached over restlessly, and fiddled with the white gauze on Li Fenglan's veiled hat, seeming to be addicted to playing.

"Don't make trouble!" Li Fenglan hurriedly stopped the little guy, she didn't expect Chenghuang to think that the master was playing with her, instead she became more energetic.

At this moment, Ling Buyan suddenly turned around and pinched the back of Chenghuang's neck.

"Woo!"

who caught me!

A man in black approached and stretched out his index finger, knocked on its head and said in a low voice, "Why are you bullying my apprentice?"

For a moment, Cheng Huang immediately became quiet and did not dare to move.

It took a while before it cautiously shrank into Li Fenglan's arms, and let out an aggrieved "woo" by the way.

The man in black in front of him really left a lot of psychological shadows on Chenghuang, and the ancient fierce beast who was born to be unruly and unruly also instinctively felt a sense of fear.

Seeing it like this, Ling Buyi couldn't help laughing: "I really didn't expect Li Fuyue's spirit beast to have such a temperament."

Obviously, Ling Buyan has seen Chenghuang's nature-good at admitting counsel.

But if it weren't for this attribute, he might not have bonded with Cheng Huangjie Spirit Beast back then.

…

thousand years ago.

Although she has been expelled from the sect, Li Fuyue, who grew up in Tianmian Palace, has not forgotten the mission of maintaining the lower realm.

Hearing that an ancient ferocious beast had descended into the world, he rushed over immediately.

After three days of fierce fighting, Chenghuang was dying.

Li Fuyue gritted her teeth and pressed the wound on her arm, raised her sword and walked towards it.

The gigantic ferocious beast was lying on the wasteland, looking from a distance like a snow mountain across the continent, seeing Li Fuyue walking towards it, Cheng Huang stood up slowly.

The wound on his body opened again, and Cheng Huang couldn't help howling.

The blue strange fire tightly wrapped the body of the beast.

It gave a long moan, and the ground shook again in an instant.

Li Fuyue took a deep breath and poured spiritual power into the long sword. The sword intent of the Mahayana period overflowed, and several huge tornadoes instantly appeared on the wasteland.

This sword intent was so overbearing that the ancient ferocious beast couldn't help but take a few steps back, and even had the illusion that it was about to be torn apart.

The man standing opposite him clenched the long sword in his hand.

But just when Li Fuyue was about to raise his sword to kill this ancient ferocious beast, Cheng Huang, which was as huge as a mountain, suddenly disappeared in front of him.

"…what happened?"

The sudden disappearance of the beast made Li Fuyue's nerves tense again. However, the spirits of monks in the Mahayana period are extremely powerful, and every plant and tree in the entire wasteland is covered by Li Fuyue's spiritual consciousness.

So he immediately discovered that Chenghuang did not disappear, but became smaller.

In the corner of the wilderness, there was a chubby little snow-colored fox, and there were several deep bone wounds oozing blood between the fur.

It lay on the ground in a daze, with its eyes closed and its limbs straightened.

It appears to be dead at first glance, but a second glance tells it - it's playing dead.

It turns out that ancient fierce beasts can still pretend to be dead? Li Fuyue was shocked.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to poke Cheng Huang's stomach, and the other party trembled suddenly.

Li Fuyue: "..." The acting skills of pretending to be dead are not very good.

When Li Fuyue grabbed Chenghuang who had shrunk and lifted it up when it was dying, this ancient beast suddenly raised its head and gave a "woo" at him, then rubbed its head against Li Fuyue's wrist.

Li Fuyue: ...

"Woooooo~" Cheng Huang rubbed his hands, winking at the man to be cute.

Li Fuyue suddenly didn't know what to do with the hand holding the sword.

As a sword cultivator, Li Fuyue has an unknown shortcoming, or weakness.

He didn't leave the sect for the first time until he was more than three hundred years old in the Nascent Soul Stage, and he was not merciless in the face of the enemy like other sword cultivators.

Li Fuyue is actually not very willing to kill.

Only when he was insane...would he have strange thoughts.

He didn't fall into that state today, Li Fuyue's heart softened immediately after Cheng Huang became smaller.

Chenghuang, who is naturally intelligent, finds out Li Fuyue's emotional changes, and tries his best to buy Meng.

"Forget it." After a long time, after struggling mentally, Li Fuyue finally said these two words.

He held Cheng Huang up in both hands, stared seriously at those cold blue eyes and said: "You are a natural born beast. Although you have just been born and haven't done anything, I still can't let you go. Unless, Bond with me."

I don't know if Cheng Huang understood Li Fuyue's words, those ice blue eyes looked at him innocently, and then blinked twice.

Seeing its performance, Li Fuyue immediately accepted it. He put down Chenghuang, raised his sword and drew the runes of the spirit beast deed in the void.

At that time, Li Fuyue didn't expect that the fear of him in the cultivation world would be deepened because of this incident, and he didn't even give him a chance to explain.

His life of more than a thousand years has really gone smoothly, and until now he still has some unrealistic fantasies about the world of comprehension.

…

Ling Bujin was just lamenting Chenghuang's cowardly personality, but when he heard him mention the three words "Li Fuyue", Li Fenglan suddenly couldn't help asking: "Then what does Master think is Chenghuang's master, Li Fuyue?" What kind of person?"

After finishing speaking, Li Fenglan suddenly felt that something was wrong. He had been avoiding people and things related to the previous life, but he didn't expect that he just said the three words "Li Fuyue" to a person he knew not long ago.

"Li Fuyue?" Ling Buyi said while gently stroking Cheng Huang's head, "I don't know him."

Before Li Fenglan let go of this breath, Ling Buyi said again: "But I guess he should be the same as this beast, only superficially powerful."

Li Fenglan: ...

"why?"

Ling Buzhi let go of Chenghuang, and he said casually as he walked towards the dust-covered main hall of Miguang Mountain: "If I were him, since the cultivation world said that I would bring disaster to the world, then I would simply undo the categorical curse. Show them what it's like to really do harm to the world."

The man smiled when he spoke, but the calmer he was, the more terrifying he looked.

Li Fenglan couldn't help but silently took a step back, he thought that the group of people in Miguangshan were indeed extraordinary.

That night.

As expected, the Zongmen Conference was suspended today, and people from various sects finished their discussions at the main peak of Tianmian Palace and left here one after another, but Ning Qingmo suddenly visited Miguang Mountain.

The man deliberately kept a low profile, but Li Fenglan, who was meditating, still noticed his arrival and slowly opened her eyes.

What is Ning Qingmo doing in Miguang Mountain at this time?

Li Fenglan intuited that this incident should be related to her remnant soul.

He thought about it for a while and finally separated his consciousness, and went into the main hall...

After entering the main hall of Miguang Mountain, Ning Qingmo was silent for a while, and asked Xiang Ling a question: "Dare to ask Immortal Ling, do you think there is any possibility of resurrection for the master of this remnant soul?"

Ling Buyi smiled and made a pot of tea for Ning Qingmo, and slowly took the pipa into his hand.

After more than half a day, the strings have been replaced with new ones, and the cracks have been repaired.

The man's slender fingers slowly stroked the strings, and the sound of the strings trembled slightly.

"Ning Xianzun, forgive me." Ling Buyi handed the pipa back to Ning Qingmo.

"Please tell me." Yinxiu couldn't help but pursed his lips, waiting nervously for Ling Buyi's answer.

"There is no need to keep this remnant soul."

With the lesson from last time, Li Fenglan was a lot more careful this time.

Although she didn't know what Ning Qingmo's reaction was when she heard this, Li Fenglan herself became nervous anyway.

He even pinched Cheng Huang's paw because of his overreaction.

"Aww." Cheng Huang looked up at Li Fenglan with an aggrieved face, but the master completely ignored its existence.

At this time, Li Fenglan was thinking wildly uncontrollably.

…Ling Buyan didn't know that he had been resurrected, did he?

Otherwise, why did he say that there is no need to stay.

"How do you say that?" Li Fenglan heard that Ning Qingmo in the main hall suddenly asked in a trembling voice.