Yan Fanglin doesn’t know much about the Master Chaoshan Taoist of Qingzhu Peak.

"The Crime Demon" is considered the personal show of the male protagonist Yu Qingchi. The remaining male characters are either reserves in the harem or cannon fodder.

Once upon a time, as a reader, Yan Fanglin thought that Chaoshan Taoist was one of the members of the harem group and silently ate the CP of him and the male protagonist Yu Qingchi.

There is no way. The most unsafe thing in the immortal cultivation texts these days is the master. Moreover, the Taoist Chaoshan is still a white-haired beauty. The plot of the apprentice pushing down the beauty master is also very old-fashioned and sweet, and there is a way to provoke the relationship between the master and the apprentice.

The evil master's wife, there are all kinds of blood elements.

So when he saw the evil master's wife assassinating the Taoist Chaoshan and then plagiarizing the male protagonist, he was shocked.

He realized that Taoist Chaoshan turned out to be just cannon fodder.

Recalling, Chaoshan Taoist is indeed like a tool person in the novel, with not much appearance time, and he acted as a loving and pitiful cuckold male character. "He looked at Yan Fanglin gently", "He looked at lovely

"He patiently reconciled the relationship between his Taoist couple and his beloved disciple." Yan Fanglin had also expected him to turn evil and become a hypocrite with a human face and a beastly heart, but he didn't expect that he would get a box lunch so easily.

According to the novel timeline, it is indeed time for this master to come out of seclusion.

As soon as he left the seclusion in the original work, he happened to meet the plot of the evil master's wife slandering the male protagonist. Chaoshan Taoist endured his pain and drove his beloved disciple out of the master's sect, but he began to doubt the evil master's wife's evil face, leaving the root of disaster for the later murder.

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Yan Fanglin sympathized with this cannon fodder.

Now that he has come through, the Taoist Chaoshan is not dead, right?

What a handsome man.

He looked at it secretly while sighing.

The Taoist Chaoshan is not old enough, but he must be at least 60 or 70 years old. However, he passed the Golden Elixir Stage at a young age, so his appearance still looks like a young man in his thirties. He is cold with his beloved disciple Yu Qingchi

Compared with the dark black tone, Chaoshan Taoist had white hair like snow and wore a green jade hairpin. He was thin and sparse, and he was worthy of being the real gentleman in "The Crime Devil".

Is this his...husband?

It should be half a piece.

Each has its own settings, and it is easy to be confused if you read too much. The Taoist couple in the world of "The Crime Demon" seems to be divided into two types. He and the Taoist Chaoshan obviously do not have the "reality of husband and wife", but are like fathers.

Zi. It’s no wonder that Yan Fanglin was raised by Chaoshan Taoist.

This pair is actually very easy to play with. If it is the protagonist, it is the pseudo-father-son development system.

Although there is no substantial relationship, in this world, you must have a contract spirit when making a contract and you cannot mess with others anymore. Therefore, this husband is considered half a day.

Yan Fanglin looked at his half husband awkwardly.

Chaoshan Taoist gently pressed his wrist with one hand, taking his pulse, his expression focused, and his face was as beautiful as a crown of jade. He was worthy of being a big shot in the Nascent Soul stage. Yan Fanglin felt that his whole body was shining.

"The pulse is much stronger than two years ago."

The sound is also very magnetic and has its own reverb function.

Yan Fanglin took his hand back and said, "It's all well taken care of by Hong Ying and the others."

Chaoshan Taoist smiled and turned to look at the disciples standing in the hall. Hong Ying and others heard that the master had come out of seclusion, and all of them got up from the bed. Now all the disciples in the hall are there, but one less depressed

Qingchi.

The Taoist Chaoshan obviously discovered it, but he knew the nature of this beloved disciple and asked directly: "Have Qingchi gone to Hantan Cave again?"

Lu Xinghe replied cautiously: "Yes."

He had just had a little subtle flame, and his master came out of seclusion. Lu Xinghe was quite guilty and didn't dare to look up and look at it.

Hong Yinghe reported good news: "The third junior brother has already broken through the late stage of the Golden Pill. If the master wants to see him, I will call him back."

He nodded to the mountain Taoist and said, "No need, he is probably entering a quiet place at this moment, don't disturb him. If you have anything to do, you all go back and rest."

Hong Ying and others retreated respectfully.

There were only two of them in the room.

Yan Fanglin was quite embarrassed.

He remembered the evil master's wife in the original work. In order to seduce the Taoist master, he once acted coquettishly and said that he was afraid of thunder, strong wind, and insects. He also had to pester the Taoist Chaoshan and insisted on sleeping with him to rest assured.

The Taoist Chaoshan was so doting on him that he actually agreed.

So what does it mean now? They won’t have to sleep together, right?

Chaoshan Taoist did not move, but sat on the couch and looked down at him, with clear eyes and bright eyebrows and elegant appearance. The handsome guy's gaze was so easy for people to control, and Yan Fanglin was a little embarrassed by him.

Why does he feel like this look... there is a story.

Chaoshan Taoist stood up and said, "You rest first, I'll go see Qingchi."

Yan Fanglin nodded and watched Taoist Chaoshan go out, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Chaoshan Taoist people are reliable in character and gentlemanly practice, and they also emphasize abstinence and sex. They have not taken action for so many years, so they should not attack him now.

The rain was getting faster outside, and even the sound of water flowing was a little louder than usual. A sultry tide rose in the cave. Yu Qingchi was still in a state of terror that he had not long ago.

The person in the dream is him, not him. He clearly has the same face as him, but he is entangled by demonic energy, causing Yan Fanglin to bleed. The desire for abuse seemed more like the secret of the darkness in his heart.

He recited the Pure Heart Mantra silently again, but his abdomen was so uncomfortable that he had been reciting so many times. After so long, he still couldn't get rid of it.

The Qingzhu Peak practices a gentleman's way. People who focus on clearing their minds and pursuing desires, sticking to their essence, and easily do not move desires, once they move desires, it will be more difficult to relieve them than ordinary people. The body's pain is unbearable, and the poison is also causing trouble.

I, the desire to abuse Yan Fanglin became even stronger, and I wished I could leave this cold cave immediately and turn Yan Fanglin...

He opened his eyes suddenly, reached out and put his robe on, turned his head and saw Mu Yu coming to the mountain Taoist.

Chaoshan Taoist used the rain shelter spell, and the raindrops drifted away from his head. He was wearing white clothes, not wet at all, and fell to the entrance of the cave.

Yu Qingchi was both surprised and happy: "Master!"

A slight lick at the foot of the Taoist, flew to him, and reached out to his forehead, and a golden light of a talisman appeared on Yu Qingchi's forehead. As soon as the golden seal came out, Yu Qingchi's eyebrows immediately became more and more

A layer of blue-black floated under the skin, and his hair was wet and dispersed, making him look more and more charming.

"What's going on?"

When Yu Qingchi heard this, his handsome face turned red. He tied his robe and said, "The demonic energy in his disciple's body seems to be a little uncontrollable."

The matter about Yan Fanglin cannot be said. In addition to being unable to explain clearly, he is also afraid of being sad about his master's heart.

As his spiritual power soared in recent years, the demonic energy in his body became more and more difficult to suppress. The Taoist Chaoshan didn't care, so he just recited a spell silently, gently brushed his fingers on his forehead, and made another one for him.

Golden seal.

"Master, aren't you still in seclusion? Why did you come out?"

"I realized that the seal I had been put on for you was ready to move, so I left the seclusion early."

Yu Qingchi felt even more moved and said, "It was the disciple who implicated the master."

If you leave the seclusion early and waste all your previous efforts are trivial matters, you may even endanger yourself if you are not careful.

"It's okay, this retreat does not help much for your teacher, it's just for your uncle's illness."

When Yu Qingchi heard him mention Yan Fanglin, he felt embarrassed and felt extremely ashamed. Fortunately, the Taoist Chaoshan did not notice it.

Yu Qingchi followed Chaoshan Taoist out of the Hantan Cave. Chaoshan Taoist was cursing that Chaoshan Taoist was sheltering from the rain, and the raindrops did not hit him at all. Yu Qingchi looked at the white-clothed master in front of him, and suddenly remembered the banquet again.

The forest is here.

An immortal like his master actually became a Taoist partner with someone like Yan Fanglin.

The master is like snow on the mountain, spotless and unstained, while the fragrant forest is like a burning fire of fragrant wood.

When he thought of Yan Fanglin, the scene in his dream suddenly came into his mind again. Yan Fanglin's clothes were torn apart by him, and his thin white arms were pressed tightly by his hands. He wanted to scream, but he

The other hand covered his mouth, and his shoulders with the red birthmark raised due to pain, and his shoulder blades were bulging, covering his gnawing marks.

At that time, he only felt the joy of venting.

Yu Qingchi felt his feet stagnant, and he escaped from the rain curse. The raindrops hit him in the face, looked back at the Taoist mountain, and he followed him again.

The rain is strong and the wind is even stronger. The bamboo sea of ​​Green Zhu Peak is in patches. Two tall figures with tall figures are black and white, floating through the bamboo sea. In the whistling bamboo forest, there are only the sound of rain and wind.

Yu Qingchi pursed his thin lips tightly and brushed away the rain on his cheeks.

He was behind his master, Xiao Xiang’s master’s Taoist partner.

Now that the master has come out of seclusion, maybe everything will be fine.

The two returned to Qingzhu Hall, and Yu Qingchi stopped at the door.

The Taoist Chaoshan said, "Follow me."

Yu Qingchi was stunned for a moment, and Taoist Chaoshan had already pushed open the door.

The bamboo shadow green light in the room lit up instantly. He followed the Taoist Chaoshan and stood in the hall. A very familiar fragrance floated in the room. It was a warm and melting wood fragrance. This fragrance was only

Only Yan Fanglin can do it, which instantly made him feel a little dazzled.

The Taoist Chaoshan took a roll of yellow paper and handed it to him, saying, "You are now in the late stage of the Golden Pill. You can learn this set of infinite light mantras. Remember, don't make any progress. If you have any discomfort, you will definitely

Tell me to my teacher.”

"Thank you, Master." Yu Qingchi took it.

"Go." said the Taoist Chaoshan.

Yu Qingchi put the roll of yellow paper into his arms, but when he turned around, he saw the beech wood flower couch in the inner part, Yan Fanglin lying with his back to them, his black hair spread out, as if he was sleeping well.

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He only felt shocked when he saw this scene.

It's exactly the same as the scene in his dream.

But at this moment, Yan Fanglin turned around with a murmur in her dream, her fair arm drooped down, and her face had the beauty of pearls and gauze under the light.

Yu Qingchi almost immediately walked out, and the wind was blowing in the corridor, making his black robe flutter in the wind, his black hair was dispersed, his eyebrows were solemn, but his face was pale and handsome, like a cluster of dazzling fire bursting out in the long night.
Chapter completed!