3 I'll go away, and you've all decided

For six years, Murong Mansion, backyard.

A five or six-year-old child, with a pink and cute little face, sat cross-legged on the white stone table, one hand between his eyebrows, the other hand flipped through the atlas in front of him, his eyes turned quickly, his mouth squirmed, and then showed a look of disappointment.

"Still won't work."

The immature child is naturally Chu Ci, thanks to the excellent genetics of his parents in this life, this skin is quite eye-catching, very beautiful, picturesque eyebrows, and clear eyes, like a handsome young man, but the voice has not faded, but the tone seems old-fashioned.

"The soul is weak, and it can't sense the aura of heaven and earth, even if there is a mantra of the five spirit spells, it can't mobilize the aura of heaven and earth, so you have to get a basic heart method of Xuanmen authenticity and slowly warm up your soul."

Jumping off the white stone table, Chu Ci slowly paced in the courtyard, regulating his breathing, this is another martial arts that people dream of, with movement and stillness, and carrying blood and qi from one wolf to another, similar to Ling Bo microstep, but it has no role in responding to the enemy, and is simply used to practice internal strength.

The Murong family is the remnant of the Great Yan Kingdom, and it is needless to say that it is rich and illustrious, not long after Chu Ci was born, he found that his soul was too weak, his spirit was weak, and his health was naturally not good.

Even if the Murong family takes care of it, Chu Ci himself also pays attention to his health, but he often gets sick, seeks medical advice for many years, and finally pins his hopes on practicing martial arts and seeking immortals.

After a set of exercises, Chu Ci's beautiful face was slightly red, covered with a layer of fine sweat, and his breathing was slightly short.

As soon as the hour came, seven or eight maidservants outside the small courtyard hurriedly walked in, hugged Chu Ci into the house, wiped their sweat and changed their clothes. After a while, he returned to the appearance of Xiao Langjun with red lips and white teeth.

The eldest maid combed Chu Ci's hair behind her back. Comb it into a crisp ponytail. He bowed his head and said, "Little boy, Madame asked you to meet her, saying that there is a distinguished guest visiting, let you go and meet her." ”

"Guest?"

Chu Ci was a little surprised, with the strength of the Murong family, the person who can make his mother say the word "distinguished guest" in this world cannot be underestimated, and he is a distinguished guest. But the famous Shushan League Danding faction Feiyu real person.

At the time of the three hundred and seventy years before the third immortal sword, the various immortal sects in Shushan had not yet been unified, and there was only a relatively loose alliance, called the Shushan League.

After all, the Murong family is just a secular nobleman, and being able to make friends with a first-class Qi practitioner who asks for immortals is really a high climb, and he has met a real person from the Shushan Alliance. Naturally, he was treated as a guest of honor.

For the sake of his only son, Murong Cheng spent a lot of money and silver. Naturally, he wanted to get an elixir to recuperate Chu Ci's weak body.

It's just that Chu Ci's illness is rooted in the soul, no matter how good the body is adjusted, the form and spirit should not be, and it will soon decay, Feiyu Zhenren's alchemy skills are not low, and his ability to see a doctor is not high.

Now that I heard the eldest maid say that another guest of honor came, Chu Ci thought in his heart, could this be another 'master' invited from there.

Thinking all the way, Chu Ci soon arrived at the main hall, stepped into the threshold with one foot, put his hands together, and bowed his hands very politely.

"Baby Ziying, I have seen my father and mother."

Murong Cheng beckoned to Chu Ci very happily and said, "Ziying come here, hurry up and meet the immortal chief of the Qionghua faction." ”

Qionghua faction!

Chu Ci's heart sank, and he finally came.

Standing beside Murong Cheng and Mrs. Murong, the masters of the Qionghua Sect had white hair, eyes like cold stars, a big mouth, and a sword box on his back lined with his immortal wind bones, this image was not too conspicuous, it was Murong Ziying's future master, the Qionghua Sect Sword Elder Sect Sect Sect Elder Sect Lian.

And his clothes, isn't it the familiar blue and white uniform, uh, no, it's the Qionghua robe.

The Shushan faction will have infinite scenery in the future, and the immortal cultivation sect with the greatest reputation and the highest prestige is none other than the Kunlun Eight Sect.

Kunlun, Qionghua, Jasper, Zicui, Hanging Garden, Yuying, Langfeng, Tianyong!

Its Qionghua faction is known for its sword-casting secret skills, and with the three-foot green blade in his hand, he crisscrosses the mountains and rivers to eliminate demons and demons, and is admired by the people.

And the Legend of Sword and Fairy IV, the plot takes place in the Qionghua faction, calculate the time carefully, I stayed in Murong Mansion for six years, missed the plot of the double sword binding illusion, Qionghua soared by mistake, and also missed the joy of Yun Tianqing's strength NTR Xuanxiao, Liu Mengli was fostered in Shouyang County's Ling Liu Shifeng Mansion for five years, Yun Tianhe was born for four years, and Han Lingsha was born for three years.

According to the time calendar, he will be taken to Qionghua by Zong Lian next, Yun Tianqing will die a year later, and the plot will officially begin in another fifteen years.

"Kid Murong Ziying, I've seen the immortal chief."

Chu Ci's attitude was very respectful, in the next few years, his cultivation could all fall on the sect refining elder, once the soul returned to normal, the alchemy knowledge stored in his mind could also be used, and it was imperative to recultivate the Libra Balancing Technique.

Zong Lian stroked his long beard with a smile, a pair of eyes were like sharp swords cutting through Chu Ci's body, and for a moment Chu Ci felt as if he was naked in the outside world.

"Well, that's right, it's a good material for the natural feng shui dual spirit root." Zong Lian put away the spell and said to Murong Cheng: "If the head of the Murong family is willing to cut his love, the old man is willing to accept Ziying into Qionghua, learn the authentic Taoism, learn the Flying Heavenly Sword, and live forever." ”

Murong Cheng was reluctant to give up his only son, and he didn't want him to die early, so he struggled inwardly, and finally made a decision.

"But by the orders of the Immortal Chief."

Zong Lian stretched out his hand and pinched out the sword technique, and a clear flying sword came out of the sword box, pointing out a beautiful sword flower in the space.

"Child, my name is Zonglian, I am the sword elder of the Kunlun Qionghua faction, you are willing to worship under my door, learn Qionghua's mastery, fly with a sword like me, and you can achieve immortality." Zong Lian's sword was displayed, and at the same time asked Chu Ci.

After Chu Ci saw this, he naturally showed an expression of yearning and joy, but when it came to the end, he hesitated, and looked at his parents in the present world quite reluctantly.

Chu Ci's hesitation was undisguised, and Zong Lian was not angry when he saw it, but was extremely relieved, being able to think of his parents was the filial piety that he should have as a child, and the Qionghua faction did not accept unsympathetic disciples.

"The immortal forgives the sin, the child has been weak since he was a child, and he has never left home, so he may be a little afraid." Murong Cheng saw that Zong Lian was silent, and thought that Zong Lian was not satisfied, so he hurriedly apologized.

"Hehe, it's okay, Ziying is indeed a little young, and she is also frail and sickly, if you let the old man fly with his sword, he will not be able to stand the wind." Zong Lian waved his hand, signaling that he didn't care, and proposed a way to get the best of both worlds, "If the head of the Murong family doesn't dislike it, I am willing to take in the old man for a while, and it will not be too late for the old man to recuperate Ziying, and then return to Qionghua." ”

"I don't dare to ask for it." Murong Cheng was also happy, after all, it was his own child, and he was reluctant to let Ziying leave.

So at the moment when Chu Ci hesitated, the plot of Xianjian Si began to have a butterfly reaction, and Murong Ziying, who was three years late in Qionghua, would bring what kind of changes to this reincarnation world?

Even Chu Ci himself didn't know this. (To be continued.) )