Song Zhishu and Li Jingsi's courtyard was not far away, and there was only a half-zhang wide alley in the middle.

After Li Jinghong came out of Song Zhishu, he hummed a little song, planning to go to the pavilion in the back mountain to find the little senior brother.

When he passed by Li Jingsi's courtyard, he found that the gate of the courtyard was not closed, so he curiously glanced inside.

I saw that under the grape trellis in the courtyard, Li Jingsi's little scholar was sitting at the stone table, holding his chin with both hands in a daze.

"Hey, it's idle anyway, it's better to be idle...... Go tease him. ”

Li Jinghong tiptoed into the small courtyard, and saw that the little scholar seemed to be bowing his head in contemplation, so he walked around the root of the wall behind him.

The little scholar may have been so preoccupied with things that he didn't notice anyone entering the courtyard.

"Hey-ha!"

Li Jinghong came behind the little scholar and suddenly shouted.

Unexpectedly, the little scholar still held his chin in a daze as if he hadn't heard.

"This ......"

Li Jinghong was suddenly a little embarrassed, and thought: This little guy shouldn't be a demon.

If it was someone else, he would have jumped up in fright if he shouted so loudly, but he was good, like a nobody.

Well, something is wrong.

Li Jinghong walked around to the little scholar and reached out to test his snort.

Uh, and breathing, that's good.

Otherwise, when Li Jingsi came back and saw that his little scholar suddenly burped, he would definitely think that it was his poisonous hand.

Li Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "I'll go, I didn't scare this kid just now, but I scared Lao Tzu, it's not fun at all!"

Thinking of this, he felt unhappy for a while, and slapped the little scholar on the back.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Unexpectedly, this time the force was a little fierce, and the other party was directly slapped into a fork.

The little scholar relieved himself, looked up at Li Jinghong, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Although the little scholar is only eleven or twelve years old, he has always been a small man.

This can be seen from the fact that he bought yellow books to tease his master.

Even if he knew that the young man in front of him was the sect master of the Zhenlong Mountain God Slaughter Sect, there was no awe in his tone.

Li Jinghong has never liked to fight with others, so he is naturally too lazy to worry about such trivial matters with the little scholar.

I saw him sit down with a big grin, without even saying hello, directly picked up the purple sand teapot on the stone table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Well, yes, it's really good tea. ”

Li Jinghong drank a cup of tea, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help but admire.

The little scholar glanced at him and said angrily: "What kind of taste can you drink tea like this?" My master once said that you should taste tea carefully. ”

"Oh, then your master definitely doesn't really understand tea. In fact, there are many kinds of tea, your master's way of drinking is called slow drinking, and my way of drinking is called booze, both of which have their own merits. If you don't believe me, you can try. ”

The little scholar looked at Li Jinghong quietly, and then slowly spit out three words: "Nonsense!"

"Oh, you little bunny, you're not too big or small, are you?"

After Li Jinghong finished speaking, he slapped the stone table hard.

The little scholar looked fearless and replied, "What?

Li Jinghong smiled and said, "Beating you will only damage my identity as the sect master of the God Slaughtering Sect." ”

"Hey, you have it, just your paper-based foundation realm, dare to say that you are the sect master?"

The little scholar sneered and said, "In my opinion, it is because there are no outsiders on Zhenlong Mountain that you dare to say so." If you wait until you go down the mountain and shout everywhere that you are the sect master of the God Slaughter Sect, I bet that you will definitely be beaten to death without half a pillar of incense. ”

"Sizzle......"

Li Jinghong wanted to be angry, but after thinking about it, this little guy didn't seem to be wrong.

The reason why he was promoted to the Foundation Building Realm so quickly was because of that Ascension Platform.

If there was no such thing as the Flying Ascension Stage, I am afraid that he would not even have the Qi Refining Realm of the Second Realm now.

There are a total of twelve realms in the cultivation avenue, and each realm is cultivated to the extreme, and each realm has its own subtlety.

Li Jinghong also heard the master say that if the monk cultivates his current realm to the strongest in the world, it will trigger a vision of heaven and earth.

At that time, Chen Taibai only took a hundred years to cultivate from the body forging realm to the Mahayana realm, and he was almost a cultivator genius who had never been seen before or since.

But even if he broke through the realm extremely fast, he still cultivated the triple realm to the strongest in the world.

Li Jinghong clearly remembered that when the master talked about the three visions of heaven and earth, he had a proud look on his face, as if he was quite proud of his feats back then.

Just now, the little scholar said that he was a papier-mâché foundation realm, which made Li Jinghong feel sad for a while.

It seems that if you want to surpass the master's feat back then, you can't count on it in this life.

Although the little scholar's words just now were a little ugly, they were not a reminder to him.

Li Jinghong secretly made up his mind that after going down the mountain this time, he must be low-key and low-key.

"What's the matter, you, the sect master of the God Slaughter Sect, were hit by me?"

"Heh, just you?"

After Li Jinghong finished rubbing a cup of tea, he didn't get an inch, and consciously put down the teacup.

He thought for a moment and asked, "What did you just do? You didn't react for a long time, are you daydreaming?"

"Cut, I don't have any knowledge at all, I just called out my god, it's not a daydream. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

Li Jinghong said this on his lips, but he was muttering in his heart: What is the difference between being distracted and daydreaming?

He didn't know that the 'delirium' that the little scholar had just mentioned was completely different from what he understood to be ecstasy.

It's just that the little scholar doesn't know how to describe this mysterious and mysterious state, so Li Jinghong has a misunderstanding.

The two suddenly had no topic to talk about, so they had to stare at each other with wide eyes.

Li Jinghong sat for a moment and asked, "Where is your master?"

"Well, he went to the Houshan Pavilion to play chess with the Chongyang Sword Immortal, and he hasn't come back for a long time. ”

At the mention of Chongyang, the little scholar immediately asked with a glint in his eyes, "Are you familiar with Chongyang Sword Immortal?"

Li Jinghong replied angrily: "This is not nonsense, Chongyang is my little senior brother, I am not familiar with him, am I familiar with you?"

"Great. The little scholar clapped his hands and laughed, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Heh, why help you, our relationship hasn't reached this point yet. ”

"I won't let you help in vain, since I entered the Li Mansion as a scholar, the master will give me a few taels of silver every year as New Year's money. I'm a fun-loving person and a glutton, but I've saved a lot of money. ”

As he spoke, the little scholar took out a large handful of copper coins from his pocket, which were mixed with a few grains of broken silver.

It seems that the little guy is usually treated well, otherwise he would definitely not be able to save so much extra money.

I saw the little scholar put the money in his hand on the stone table, and then got up and pushed them to Li Jinghong.

"All this money is given to you, as long as you can help me say a few good words, and let Chongyang Sword Immortal accept me as an apprentice. ”

When the little scholar pushed all the belongings on his body, he didn't feel distressed or hesitated.

Li Jinghong was inexplicably sad.

In this world, a child from a bad background like a little scholar can meet Li Jingsi, which is really a blessing from his previous life.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you say good things, as for whether the little senior brother accepts you as an apprentice, it depends on whether you have this life. ”

As he spoke, Li Jinghong took all the copper coins and broken silver on the table into his arms.

Don't give money from others.

When Li Jinghong got up and left, the little scholar held his chin with both hands, and looked longing.

After a long time, the little one looked up at the sky, as if he saw his handsome body flying with his sword.