Chapter 8: The Mansion

However, Panlong Town is a place where immortal cultivators gather, and Penglai Academy is even more immortal cultivators, and Xuanyuan will definitely come into contact with immortal cultivators wherever he goes.

"Just let Xuanyuan Po go with him tomorrow, I don't worry about where Lan'er is alone. Zi Xuan pleaded.

Changqing hesitated for a long time: "Okay, then you must promise me one thing, you are not allowed to step into the gate of Penglai Academy for half a step, and you are not allowed to learn anything about cultivating immortals." And the martial arts I taught you, you are not allowed to be lazy without my supervision. ”

Xuanyuan Po readily agreed to his father, as long as he was closer to Lan'er, he could protect Lan'er. But he also wondered why his father was so afraid of cultivating immortals.

The next day, Xuanyuan Po came to the tree hole of Emperor Liu outside the village very early, and he dropped a drop of his blood on the seed, and the red blood was sucked by the seed, and the vine blood pattern on the seed was clearer. At this time, Xuanyuan Po also felt that his strength seemed to increase a little bit, and his true qi wandered like a blower.

After doing this, Xuanyuan ran home, because today his father was going to take him to the prosperous town of Panlong. Panlong Town is not far from here, but since there is no transportation, it still has to walk for a few hours.

They set out in the morning, and arrived at Panlong Town when it was close to noon, and the scene of prosperity was displayed in front of Xuanyuan Po, some new things Xuanyuan Po had never seen before, and the lively crowd in any place was larger than the population of their entire village.

Xuanyuan Po followed closely behind his father, and he was both curious and afraid of this lively world. But for the sake of his sister, he decided that he was going to stay here.

Father bought a few meat buns at the road stall, which is also the best thing Xuanyuan Po has eaten since he was born, and then his father sent Lan'er to Penglai Academy, and Xuanyuan Po could only wait outside the door, he promised his father that he would not step into Penglai Academy half a step. Facing the Immortal Cultivation Academy with carved railings and jade buildings, Xuanyuan Po was very curious and looking forward to it, but he was not qualified to enter.

After his father took care of everything in Lan'er, he took Xuanyuan Po to a dart game, which was magnificent and magnificent. The name is also more well-known, "Humen Dart Bureau".

"Please tell your master that one of his friends, Changqing, wants to see him. ”

The doorman dog looked at the people and saw that Changqing was dressed in tattered clothes and had a small child, he thought that he was here to ask for food, so he bombarded Changqing and left. Changqing made a smile, took out a few pennies from his pocket, and stuffed it into the doorman's hand, "If you are troublesome, I will say that I am his friend Changqing." ”

The doorman shook the copper coin in his hand and hesitated for a moment: "Okay, you wait here, I'll go and report it." ”

After a while, a tall and burly man walked out of it, covered in silk and satin, followed by several family members. "Changqing, my good brother Changqing, you can be regarded as coming to see me, I want to kill you. As he spoke, he hugged Changqing tightly, even though Changqing's clothes were in tatters.

"Zhong Han, I miss you too. ”

It turned out that this man's name was Zhong Han, and he was the chief helmsman of this dart game, and Changqing worked as a dart master here a few years ago, giving him great achievements and forming a friendship behind him.

"Changqing, please inside. Zhong Han said, invited Changqing to the magnificent hall, and he instructed his subordinates: "Set up a wine banquet, don't get drunk today." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, I'm here today mainly because I want to ask Brother Zhong Han. ”

"Say it quickly, as long as Zhong Han can do it for you, he must be close to doing his best, and he will not hesitate. ”

Changqing glanced at Xuanyuan Po: "Xuanyuan Po, you go to the door and wait first, Dad has something to tell your Uncle Zhong Han." ”

Xuanyuan Po was very obedient, obediently walked to the door, and stood there straight. Looking at this huge courtyard, exquisite carvings, and clear flowing water, he couldn't believe that one person could have so much wealth, just when Xuanyuan Po was admiring all this, a boy's voice suddenly came from behind Xuanyuan Po.

"Who are you, why did you come to this young master's house?" A boy about the same age as Xuanyuan Po appeared in front of Xuanyuan Po, but compared to Xuanyuan Po, he was more active, enthusiastic and lively, and talked a lot.

"My name is Xuanyuan Po, and I came with my father. ”

The boy walked around Xuanyuan Po, pointing to Xuanyuan Po's body, but he didn't find anything he liked, the only thing that caught his eye was the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan Po's hand.

Seeing where Xuanyuan Po was motionless, the boy said repeatedly: "It's boring, it's boring." As he spoke, he walked towards the main hall, and at this time, he also overheard the conversation between his father Zhong Han and Changqing.

"Changqing, are your injuries okay? If you hadn't blocked that sword for me back then, I would have died a long time ago. ”

"The injury has healed early, I came today to ask you for something, it was my son Xuanyuan Po just now, I want him to find an errand with you, I don't know ......"

"Hey~, I thought it was a big deal, this matter is on me, your son is my son......"

When the boy heard this, he realized that this man in tattered clothes had saved his father's life, and the little boy standing in the yard just now was his son.

Although his family is rich and rich, he also knows that he knows how to repay his kindness, and he quickly ran back to Xuanyuan Po: "My name is Yi, you will follow me in the future, and I will be your eldest brother in the future, and I will give you delicious food and spicy food." ”

Although Xuanyuan Po was born in poverty, there is still an arrogant arrogance in his bones: "Why?"

Liuyi pouted and smiled: "Your father has already agreed with my father to leave you to work in our house." ”

Although the boy in front of him looked a little unreliable, there was no need for him to deceive himself. Xuanyuan Po didn't expect that his father, who usually wore coarse brown clothes, would still have a relationship with such a rich person, so he could let himself stay here.

After Zhong Han promised Changqing, Changqing did not stay here longer, and in the face of Changqing's persistence to leave, Zhong Han saw that it was too late and arranged a carriage to send Changqing back. But Xuanyuan Po stayed here, and Zhong Han arranged a job for him, but it was not a job, that is, sweeping the floor, fetching water, serving tea or something, it was not too tiring. But the salary was higher than Xuanyuan Po's expectations, and it was settled at 100 yuan a month, so many coins were about to catch up with his father's.

Xuanyuan Po originally wanted to refuse, but according to their housekeeper, this is already the lowest wage here, and it can't be lowered. Zhong Han arranged a room for him, he wanted to arrange a better room for Xuanyuan Po, but when Changqing left, he specially instructed him to treat Xuanyuan Po like an ordinary family, and not let Xuanyuan Po get the sweetness of unearned gain.

Changqing is Zhong Han's good brother, and Zhong Han is also obedient to Changqing's words, after all, this is Changqing's method of educating his children.

Zhong Han arranged everything for Xuanyuan Po, although it was the lowest level, but for Xuanyuan Po, this was already very luxurious and luxurious. Having a big room of his own, and being able to eat steamed buns and vegetables every day, Xuanyuan Po's heart felt very satisfied.

Although it is very good here, Xuanyuan Po still remembers his father's teachings, "The rich and the rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent." This is the sentence that Xuanyuan Po has taught him the most since he can remember, although he doesn't know what it means.

As for the martial arts he learned from his father, Xuanyuan Po did not give up. It was already late after Xuanyuan Po packed everything, and everyone was basically ready to go to bed. Only Xuanyuan Po ran to the courtyard alone and squatted on the horse, and today he was still two hours away.

Under the bright moonlight, Xuanyuan Po listened to the crickets singing, and insisted on his promise to his father alone.

"Hey, wood, what are you doing?" Yi walked from a distance, and a small pebble was thrown on Xuanyuan Po's body. "Practice, and I'm not called wood, I'm called Xuanyuan Po. ”

"Oh ~ Practice? Is it immortal arts? I also know some immortal arts. Yi said, half-squatting for a long time, and only then did the runes of immortal magic appear on his hands, still looming. With Yi's shout, a burst of light wave was emitted, and the power of the light wave was very small, and it disappeared in the air before it could be sent out.

Xuanyuan Po couldn't help but laugh when he saw that his face was blushing like, in order to send out this light wave. Yi said angrily: "Don't laugh, Uncle Ben is the best cultivator in Penglai Academy." ”

Although Liu Yi said this, he knew in his heart that he was the stupidest cultivator in the same grade of Penglai Academy, and he was the first from the bottom every year. In fact, his innate spiritual root is not bad, but he was born too naughty, and his father is rich and spoils him more, so he doesn't take the teacher seriously. When a whim strikes, go to the academy and have a look.

"The best? I think it's the worst. Xuanyuan Po saw through him at a glance, and Yi was also said to have hit the weakness, and he was angry and had nothing to say. "Do you know that no one has ever dared to say that about me?"

"Wait, you said you were in Penglai Academy?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

Xuanyuan Po was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to laugh at this guy just now, but now he used him. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Haha, I've used it, I'll help if I apologize. Xuanyuan Po hesitated, and Yi saw that Xuanyuan Po was so embarrassed, so he said, "If you don't give me your sword, I'll help." ”

Xuanyuan Po hesitated for a long time, but in front of the sword and dignity, he still chose dignity. "Sword, take it. ”

Liuyi took the wooden sword and said very cheerfully: "Say, what's the matter, as long as it's a matter of money, then everything is nothing." ”

"My sister Lan'er is in Penglai Academy, and I want you to protect her. Yi Yi frowned: "Why don't you protect your sister?"

"I promised my father that I wouldn't take half a step into Penglai Academy. Yi was even more puzzled: "How could your father have such a request for you?"

Xuanyuan Po was silent for a long time and shook his head.

"Well, I promise you. But I don't want this wooden sword, I'll give it back to you. ”

"Why?"

"There's no why, because you're my friend. After Yi finished speaking, he left in a heroic posture, although he pretended to be very different. "Friends. "This is the first time that someone wants to make friends with him, Xuanyuan Po's family is very poor, and he has no friends since he was a child, including Lan'er. The two old sheep who have lived with him since he was a child are the two old sheep in the yard.

Liuyi's words made Xuanyuan Po have different feelings for the rich kid in front of him. Time passed little by little, Xuanyuan Po insisted on two hours alone in the dark night, and all this was seen by Zhong Han in the distance, he sighed: "It's not a loss to be an evergreen child, and Changqing has a temper." ”