The jade real figure carefully looked at his eldest apprentice, and the expression on his face was stern - this time out of retreat, the eldest apprentice was even more silent than before, which was unpredictable.

"Hey......" he sighed faintly and asked, "Zong'er, is there something hidden from me?" ”

Jing Han looked at Yu Zhenren calmly, trying to read some information from his eyes - could it be that Yu Zhenren found out that he was not the original figure?

In this year's cultivation realm, taking away the house, especially the disciples of the famous and decent families, is a taboo for all decent people. Although Jing Han inadvertently entered Li Xuanzong's body, after all, he squeezed out the original owner, and if he really wanted to investigate it, he couldn't tell why.

For cultivators who take away others, the practice of the cultivation world has always been to gather the strength of everyone to trap their souls, refine them for 7749 days, and after they are dizzy, they will use immortal weapons to chop up this soul and throw it back into the furnace as a material for refining weapons, and they will never be able to be reborn.

During the painful suffering, what kind of fire burned Yuan Infant Charcoal is nothing compared to it.

Unsure of Yu Zhenren's thoughts, Jing Han said: "No." ”

Yu Zhenren sighed again: "Are you still blaming Shizun for marrying your little junior sister to an outsider?" He stood up and reached out to pat the apprentice on the shoulder.

Jing Han subconsciously dodged it.

Yu Zhenren's hand froze in the air, a little embarrassed: it seems that the apprentice really resents him.

Jing Han didn't feel this embarrassment at all, and just thought to himself: Could it be that Li Xuanzong and the little junior sister have a personal relationship? It's not mentioned in the book.

Jing Han shouted the system in his heart.

The system directly transmitted a paragraph to him: [Yuhuan'er took Li Xuanzong's arm and said coquettishly: "Senior brother, you have to stand up for me, I'...... I don't want to marry a wreck! Her eyes suddenly turned red.

Li Xuanzong turned his face away, patted the back of her hand stiffly, and comforted her: "It's okay, senior brother will help you." ”】

Since you don't like it, you must just don't like it.

Jinghan thought as a matter of course. Then he said to the master calmly: "The disciple has no selfish heart for the little junior sister. ”

…… Zong'er must be hard-mouthed, right?

Yu Zhenren looked at Jing Han's expression seriously, but he didn't see a trace of lying.

Maybe he's just rebellious and doesn't want to get close to the old man......

Yu Zhenren spontaneously made an excuse for Jing Han's previous evasion.

A slap didn't make a sound, Yu Zhenren was relieved, and said: "Since this is the case, you will also persuade your little junior sister at that moment, she has always listened to you the most." ”

Jing Han narrowed his eyes and said, "No." ”

Yu Zhenren was stunned - what does "no" mean? Could it be that the big apprentice still likes Huan'er?

Jing Han also said: "All young people who are successful have wild personalities. ”

According to the record of "Flame Breaking Nine Days", Lin Yan's behavior is more than wild, he has no mercy, his heart is dark and cunning, he likes the new and hates the old, even if he does not withdraw from the marriage, Lin Yan is not a good match.

Yu Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief: "The teacher has already inquired, and I heard that this young man is calm and calm, and he is not inferior to an adult monk at all." ”

Jing Han: "At a young age, my mind is deep, and I am afraid that I am not a good match." ”

Yu Zhenren: "This teacher has also inquired, Lin Yan came from a humble background, and was often ostracized by others when he was young, and this kind of character is also forced by the situation, and his nature is still good." ”

Jing Han: "The pheasant flies as a phoenix, and the heart is a little worse after all." ”

After several rounds of debate, Yu Zhenren finally couldn't help it and asked, "Zong'er, you tell me the truth, do you like Huan'er?" If you really love each other, I won't stop you. ”

Before Jing Han could answer, the door of the hall was slammed open, and a red cloud slammed straight into Jing Han, Jing Han dodged sideways, and the person who came jumped into the air, almost stumbling into the jade chair, or Yu Zhenren quickly helped her.

Yuhuan'er was not frustrated at all, and instead threw herself on her father's body, crying whining: "Dad! My brother and I are in love!! ”

Jing Han really saw a lot of these faceless admirers who talked nonsense with their eyes open in his previous life, and he was already familiar with the road, so he said neatly: "Senior sister thinks too much." ”

Yuhuan'er suddenly stopped crying, looked at Jing Han resentfully, and said, "In this case, I'd better marry Lin Yan!" After saying that, he ran away in a huff.

Yu Panzi, who was following behind Yuhuan'er, maintained the posture of being about to enter the door to persuade, he looked at Jing Han, and then looked at his sister who was pulling and playing with him all the way but suddenly let go, raised his thumb and said, "Brother Xuan still has a way." ”.

Do you agree to marry Yuhuan'er now, or let Yuhuan'er and Lin Yan get engaged?

Jing Han did not hesitate to choose the latter.

It's really not good, kill Lin Yan with one sword, and never suffer in the future - a person like Lin Yan who has fallen into the evil demon and the outer way, killing it can only be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

Having made up his mind, Jing Han stepped on the flying sword steadily, preparing to go to the Nine Flame Sect with the father and daughter of the Yu family to discuss marriage.

Yu Panzi took out two talismans from his sleeve cage and handed them to Jing Han, explaining: "The Nine Flame Sect is located in the Fire City, and if you don't bring the talisman, you will be split down from the sky by the defense array. ”

Jing Han unfolded it and took a look, it was a blue and a white talisman, the white one was a wayfinding talisman, which could automatically guide the flying sword to the preset place when attached to the flying sword, but because of the cost constraints, the speed was extremely slow, and it was generally not used by monks who were not looking for a strange place for the first time.

Jing Han naturally doesn't know the way, not to mention that even if he doesn't know the place, the system has a detailed map to guide the way. However, a monk of the original main hall with a golden pill has never been to the largest main city in Middle-earth, Lihuo City, and it is really rare to waste firewood.

He unfolded another blue talisman, a one-time talisman that was sold in various shops in the city of fire, and was the most common of kinds.

Jing Han helped build the defense array of Lihuo City in his previous life, and he was a guest of Lihuo City, coming and going freely, although he knew that there was such a thing, he had never used it, and he didn't even think of this stubble at this moment.

He nodded at Yu Panzi in thanks, put the talisman in his sleeve cage and put it away, made a sword trick, and hovered at a height of half a zhang above the ground.

The other three all looked up at him, but they didn't mean to leave.

After looking at each other for a moment, Jing Han asked, "What else is going on?" ”

Yu Panzi nodded his eyes with a fan and said, "You forgot to wear it on your forehead." ”

Jing Han thought about it carefully, and didn't find that the disciples of Jinyu Villa still had the rule of wearing a forehead, could it be the etiquette that needs to be followed when going out?

He glanced at Yu Panzi's empty forehead, and thought: Maybe it's the original owner's personal habits.

Thinking of this, Jing Han said, "No need. In his dictionary, ornamentation equals burdensomeness.

Yu Zhenren asked, "Is Zong'er okay?" ”

"Yes." Jing Han had already been made a little impatient by their grinding.

Yu Panzi opened her mouth in surprise and didn't speak.

A group of four people and three swords finally set off.

Ordinary sword cultivators can usually refine their natal sword during the Mahayana period, the human sword is one, and the qi follows the sword, as a great power in the tribulation period, Jing Han will of course also control the sword qi.

The speed of the sword qi was more than ten times that of an ordinary imperial sword's flight, and it was a thousand miles in an instant, so much so that he hadn't felt the super slow speed of the flying sword for a long time.

It seems that it is better to reach the Mahayana stage quickly, otherwise with the speed of his actions in his previous life, Jing Han has not had time to rush to his previous life after getting the news, and his previous life has already run away.

Thinking of this, Jing Han drove the flying sword to follow the flying sword of Shangyu Zhenren, preparing to use the time on this journey to meditate and practice.

Ke Cai lowered his head, and the moment his gaze touched the ground, a sudden dizziness swept through Jing Han's nerves.

He spat out with a "wow", his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the flying sword.

Halo sword?

A thought raced through Jing Han's mind.

Before he could make a slight adjustment, the flying sword, which had lost its direction due to its master's mental turmoil, fell straight to the ground like a scattered leaf.

Jing Han fainted completely.

When he opened his eyes, Jing Han found himself lying on a bed.

The bed was clean and tidy, the mattress was soft, and there was a faint scent of soaphorn on the quilt, which was obviously new.

He closed his eyes tightly, opened them again, and his mind was finally clearer.

No wonder Yu Panzi reminded him to wear a "forehead wipe" before, but in fact he reminded him to cover his eyes.

It's no wonder that a five-fold monk of Jindan has never even been to the Fire City.

The problem of "fainting the sword" is not big or small, and this disease does not affect the cultivation at all, but there are many troubles when traveling.

The monks who are not strict with the problem eat two stun sword pills, and the forbearance is over, and the strict zhòng is a little, ordinary monks generally choose to take the land route, and the local tyrant monks will mostly keep the spirit beast that knows the way in captivity, this kind of spirit beast is extremely rare, and it is mostly divided by the Xuanmen faction, and it is almost priceless.

Methods like wiping the forehead and blindfolding, most of the time are used when traveling in a group and can follow other flying swords. It's just that the person being followed needs to be a very credible person, otherwise people can't help you if they sell you - as soon as you pick up your forehead, you will stop eating, even if you are in the Mahayana Tribulation Period, you will not be saved.

Fortunately, the system in Jinghan's body comes with a map navigation function, and even if you wear a wipe, you can clearly find the destination, but it is not easy to do in case of an attack on the way.

Jing Han lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time, really couldn't think of any solution - after all, this is a natural problem, unless he changes his body, he probably won't have a chance to be cured.

Let's still have time to catch a spirit beast as a mount. Jing Han thought.

He remembered that in "Flame Breaking Nine Days", Lin Yan had caught a lot of good-looking and clever spirit beast mounts and gave them to female cultivators.

With this solution, Jing Han sat up and looked around.

This is a neatly arranged ordinary wing room, the room is divided into two rooms inside and outside, the outer room and the inner room are separated by a bamboo curtain, when looking from one room to the other, it is always full of shadows, and it is not real, among which the inner room where Jinghan lies is the bedroom, and the screen with the pine and bamboo pattern of the mother shell face and a chaise longue are placed next to the bed.

Jinghan's crane is half-rested on the screen, and the shoes are placed in a place where there is light by the window.

If memory serves, both of these outfits had been stained with his own vomit.

Out of some kind of cleanliness, Jing Han didn't want to just step on the ground with his feet - even if the ground was spotless. He sat up on his knees and stretched out his arms to reach the crane on the screen.

Before touching the crane, I only heard a sound of a rope, and the bamboo curtain was lifted.

Jing Han turned his head away and faced a young man...... Or rather, the sight of a half-grown teenager.

"You're awake!" The young man's eyes flashed with undisguised joy, and he walked to Jing Han's side in two steps and naturally held his shoulder.

Because he just got out of the quilt and tossed for a while, Jing Han's middle coat was not so neatly dressed, and the young man's hands and feet were a little unscrupulous, and he didn't pay attention to tearing up his placket, revealing a small piece of skin on his chest and half of his beautifully shaped collarbone.

The young man unconsciously reached out to test the temperature of Jing Han's forehead, and then tested his own body temperature, and said with a smile before the temperature around Jing Han's body dropped to freezing: "It's fine," he glanced at Jing Han's slightly pale lips, narrowed his eyes and said, "It's just that it's still a little weak, drink some medicinal porridge and you'll get better." ”

Probably because the young man exuded innocent kindness from his smile to his eyes, Jing Han did not doubt that the young man was the kind of porcelain confession monk he often met.

He nodded, quietly pulled up his clothes, and said, "Thank you." ”

The young man enthusiastically brought Jing Han a crane and shoes, and even wanted to help him get dressed.

Jing Han pressed his arm coldly and said, "No need. ”

The young man's bright black eyes were overflowing with disappointment for a while, like a big dog that had lost his beloved flesh and bones.

A strange feeling suddenly surged, and Jing Han felt a little unreasonable.

In order to divert the young man's attention, he asked while arranging his trouser legs tucked into his boots, "Are you a disciple of the Nine Flames Sect?" Do you know where the people from the Golden Jade Villa who came with me are? ”

The young man's eyes, which had been staring at Jing Han's slender neck, lit up again, and his smile was as bright as the sun outside the window: "I know, please follow me." ”

Jing Han stood up and patted the cuffs of the crane, and was surprised to find that the boy who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was half a head taller than him.

The two of them walked through the courtyards, and along the way, they met many disciples of the Nine Flame Sect, all of whom bowed their heads and saluted the young man.

Only then did Jing Han notice that this half-grown boy was actually wearing the regular clothes of a senior disciple of the Nine Flames Sect, which meant that he was at least a Jindan-level monk.

Fifteen-year-old monk Jindan......

Jing Han's footsteps faltered, and he asked in hindsight: "I don't know what to call a friend?" ”

The young man turned his face slightly, and the bright light shot from behind him, casting heavy traces of light and shadow, making his eyebrows and facial features more three-dimensional, handsome and extraordinary.

He smiled slightly, revealing eight white teeth.

"Lin Yan, my name is Lin Yan, the forest of the mountain forest, the Yan of the red flame."