"Well, if this kid stays, it's an uncertain factor. ”

Gu Haoran nodded indifferently, "It's easier to kill him in one fell swoop while he is still in his fledgling, otherwise I'm afraid it will really be a big trouble for us." Just kill him...... Then there really isn't anything to worry about in the bearded vein. It seems that this intermediate pharmacist competition ...... It's destined to be stormy, hehe...... I'm really looking forward to this tournament!"

A swift gust of wind whistled through the indifferent chuckle, blowing the cyan robes of the three of them and making a hunting sound.

Patches of yellow-green fallen leaves were swept away by the wind, and they were constantly fluttering and rolling in the void.

At the same time, Chu Chen had just stepped out of the Medicine Master Tower area, and there was a fat little white hamster on his shoulder, only to see the little hamster look up at the cold wind in the void and the withered yellow leaves sweeping up, and there was a lot of indescribable taste in his eyes in an instant.

"The wind is blowing......"

With a soft long sigh, the little hamster muttered to himself, as if he had lost his mind.

"After so much calm, the wind finally rose......"

The night of the Medicine Palace.

The moonlight was hazy, dreamlike, and the pale silver moonlight seemed to spread down layer by layer, covering the entire heaven and earth, making the whole world begin to diffuse with layers of gentle and quiet halo.

In the gentle moonlight, Chu Chen's fingers were slightly pinched, and the gentle spiritual power was constantly coiled and tangled around him, and finally conjured up a vivid spiritual power paper crane, dancing in the void.

A cloud of spiritual power light spread out from the spirit paper crane, enveloping Chu Chen and beginning to record the image he had imprinted.

I saw Chu Chen waving his hand slightly at the spirit paper crane, and a soothing smile spread across his face.

"Meng'er, it's been a long time, have you missed me lately? I haven't received your spirit paper crane for a long time, and it seems that your time in retreat this time is particularly long. ”

"My cultivation is about to enter the Lingxi realm, and I guess I'm about to catch up with you. I don't know if your sect's cultivation task is very heavy, but ...... I'm already strong. So, don't be so desperate, I can already protect you......"

"It has become my habit to send you spiritual power paper cranes every month, so you must notify me as soon as you leave the customs. I'm already very powerful, and I'm going to get better and better, and now we don't have to be afraid of anyone bullying us, so come back quickly. ”

"I'm missing you......"

......

In a low whisper, Chu Chen smiled and waved his hand.

Seeing the spiritual power paper crane turn into a streamer and fly out of the window, and fly into the boundless night, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep longing and sentimentality.

How long has it been? Since the departure of Biquan Immortal Sect, he has been separated from his little junior sister, counting the days, at least two years.

After two years of separation, the strong lovesickness not only did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

The deep and thick acacia slowly fermented, accumulated, and grew in the bottom of my heart, and finally gradually grew to the point where it was almost unbearable.

Since entering the Medicine Palace, Chu Chen's cultivation has never stopped: refining pills, collecting medicinal fire, digging springs, evolving exercises, and going deep into the Yan Pit...... In Chu Chen's life, almost except for cultivation is cultivation, there is no time for relaxation and leisure at all.

In fact, although the life of a monk is hard, there are not many disciples who can do it almost non-stop like Chu Chen.

Many students, disciples, and monks will basically indulge their bodies and minds and rest for a period of time during the intervals and intervals between their cultivation.

In fact, most of the monks basically don't spend much time on cultivation, as far as the average Medicine Palace disciple is concerned, as long as the students who have a little success refine a few pills a little, they can exchange them for a lot of spirit stones if they get it to the outside world.

One spirit stone is enough to exchange for dozens of taels of gold, which is an incomparably rich fortune in the world.

Many monks will buy some land, houses, gardens and other places in the secular world to indulge themselves in between cultivation.

Or plant tea and raise flowers, or play to enjoy the scenery, or indulge in the mountains and forests.

Many monks even bought a large number of worldly wives and concubines, and lived a hedonistic life like spending money and drinking.

After all, the whole world is still a time of peace, and there are no earth-shattering wars, and there are no demon invasions.

Moreover, compared to the worldly people, the monks have a long life, good luck, and a very healthy body, so why should they live so tired?

Occasionally refining a few pills and selling them is enough for them to squander them for a long, long time, even if the sky falls, there are sect masters, heads of major sects, and those amazing and brilliant senior brothers in the way, what does it have to do with them?

Although it sounds incredible, a considerable number of Medicine Palace students do live with such a mentality.

Although they also have some talents, they are not outstanding enough, and they cannot be compared with those generations of Tianjiao in the Heavenly Academy, but they are far more than the disciples in the ordinary scattered cultivation and small sects.

Therefore, I often invite a few friends to visit the mountains and rivers.

As for the intermediate pharmacist competition, senior pharmacist competition or something, anyway, even if they participated, they wouldn't be able to get much of a good ranking, so why waste that time and energy?

Even among the disciples of the Heavenly Academy, who are known as the most competitive, there are quite a few people who tend to give themselves a year and a half to enjoy themselves leisurely after cultivating for a period of time.

What is the purpose of a person's life? Isn't it that after having fame and status, he can get a more leisurely and enjoyable life!

But Chu Chen is different, since he entered the Medicine Palace, Chu Chen's whole life rhythm is very fast, as if something behind him is driving him, so that he continues to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate, and constantly become stronger, never thinking of taking a break for a year and a half to enjoy the fun of life.

And the main reason for this qiē is the delicate shadow that makes his soul linger, little junior sister......

The three years of waste wood life in the Biquan Immortal Sect not only allowed Chu Chen to exercise an extremely tenacious character and mentality, but also allowed him to truly see the most cruel survival rules in this world:

In fact, brutality is not a sin, but weakness is.

Weak...... It is the original sin of this world!

And he was such an original sin at the beginning, although he couldn't say how much he was bullied, but that life like waste wood made him suffer cold eyes and ridicule.