Feng Luo grinned, no longer showing any trace of the demeanor of an accomplished person.
He raised his chin proudly: "Worship me as your teacher."
He calculated that there would be a soul from another world who would be chased by God to feed him and be able to save the people from the fire and water.
If she can worship Xuanmen, why worry that Xuanmen will be questioned as the place of magic stick.
Su Ruotang glanced at the main hall, which was cleaner than Feng Luo's face, and looked at Feng Luo suspiciously, "Are you unable to open the pot?"
Feng Luo was stunned for a moment: "No."
The food and clothing provided by Emperor Wu Shun to Qin Tianjian were all excellent.
People in Qin Tian Prison don't need to worry about food and clothing at all.
Su Ruotang's expression became more suspicious: "You are looking for a disciple. There are a lot of people who are willing, so why are you staring at me?"
Feng Luo blurted out: "Because you can prosper my Xuanmen... No, no, because your fate has been changed, I can't bear your brutal death."
Su Ruotang's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: "But what good will it do to me to have you as my teacher?"
"I can change your fate back."
Su Ruotang tilted his head and smiled: "If I don't change it back, it won't have much impact on me."
"A person lives a lifetime. If he lives for one year, he is still alive. If he lives for two years, he is still alive."
"As long as you live well while you are alive, it doesn't matter when you die."
Feng Luo choked.
His white eyebrows slowly wrinkled: "Little girl, wouldn't it be better to be alive?"
Su Ruotang grinned: "It's better to just die if you live a miserable life and be controlled by others."
Feng Luo choked for a moment, then realized the meaning of Su Ruotang's words and blew his beard: "You are such a clever girl."
"I promise that I will teach you mystical skills, but I will not restrict you from working for the Mysterious Sect."
"You only need to agree to my request."
Su Ruotang still didn't let go: "You tell me the conditions first."
Feng Luo felt that his century-old Taoist mentality was almost destroyed by this inexperienced girl.
He blew his beard angrily: "If the people are being persecuted by people with evil intentions, you must take action to save the people."
Su Ruotang agreed without hesitation: "No problem."
She traveled to another world and believed that there were ghosts in the world.
Causal loop.
Since she accepted the cause, she must be prepared to bear the consequences.
She is not a saint, so she will not want to die if she can live.
Feng Luo saw that she agreed so simply, but his eyes were full of suspicion, "Did you really agree?"
Su Ruotang pulled Mo Ronyan and turned around to leave: "If you don't believe me, then find someone else."
Feng Luo waved his whisk, and the palace door closed just in time when Su Ruotang came to the door.
Looking at the closed palace door, Su Ruotang smiled like a little fox.
When he turned to look at Feng Luo, his beautiful little face was expressionless, "Elder Feng, what do you mean?"
Feng Luo glared at her angrily: "You really don't suffer at all."
Su Ruotang grinned: "The gray stuffs your teeth and you can't digest it."
Feng Luo shook his fly whisk, bent down and pulled out a yellowed book from the foot of the table, and shook it.
Through the sunlight, dust can be clearly seen flying.
Along with the flying dust, a corner of a certain page fell off.
Su Ruotang and Mo Rongyan took a step back with disgust in their eyes.
Feng Luo glanced at the corner of the book that had fallen to the ground. He held the book in his hand and did not dare to shake it anymore. "Here, this is the exquisite core of my Xuanmen. You go back and study hard. If you don't understand, come and ask me anytime."
Su Ruotang: "???"
She looked at the rickety table that was missing a leg with a strange expression.
Then he glanced at the book in Feng Luo's hand that seemed to fall apart at the slightest touch, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "How can you just pick out a book on the table and say it is a treasure, and deceive a three-year-old child?"
Feng Luo also felt a little disgusted: "It's a bit old, but the characters are not lost, and it won't affect your study."
After saying this, his expression became proud, "Besides, don't you think my method of hiding things is very clever?"
Su Ruotang: "..."
It's indeed quite high.
Even if the thief rummaged through the Qintian Prison, he would never have guessed that the book on the foot of the table turned out to be the treasure of Xuanmen.
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes: "If you shake it a few more times, it will fall apart."
Feng Luo carefully brought the book that was about to fall apart to Su Ruotang: "Apprentice, I won't drink the apprenticeship tea for the time being. You will drink it after you get started. You go back to study first."
Su Ruotang's forehead twitched, and he stretched out two fingers to pick up the book with some disgust.
When Feng Luo saw her taking the book, his expression instantly relaxed, and he waved his hand, "Go ahead."
That way, it seemed like a huge burden had been thrown off.
As soon as Feng Luo finished speaking, a piece of paper fell from the book in Su Ruotang's hand.
Su Ruotang: "..."
Feng Luo's mouth twitched.
He caught the paper and stuffed it back into Su Ruotang's hand, "It doesn't matter, you can still read it if you drop it."
Su Ruotang blinked and looked at the book in his hand with doubt on his face, "Are you sure you didn't pick this up from the junk pile?"
Feng Luo looked serious: "How is that possible! This is a treasure passed down by the ancestors of Xuanmen."
"I can observe the sky and figure out your origin, all because I got a glimpse of it from this book."
Speaking of this, he looked depressed, "It's a pity that my talent is too low. I only know how to observe the sky and fortune, but I can't prevent your destiny from being changed."
Su Ruotang comforted him: "Xuanshu requires talent."
Feng Luo's forehead jumped hard and he blew his beard angrily.
Does this little girl know how to comfort people?
Mo Ronyan took the book from the soft palm of the third prince's concubine, held it with disgust, and walked out while holding the third prince's concubine's hand.
Feng Luo watched the two leave.
After a long time, he looked at the celestial instrument again.
With a wave of his sleeve, a scene of stars reappeared.
Unlike before, this time the Ziwei Emperor Star was extremely dim.
The black air lingering next to it was faintly mixed with purple.
And the star next to the Ziwei Emperor Star is clearly dying, as if it will die at any time.
Feng Luo stared at the stars, his expression becoming solemn.
After a while, an old voice slowly sounded:
"Senior brother, are you sure that the third prince's concubine is the one we are looking for?"
