9 Yakufu
"Thank you, Childe. ”
"No thanks. What's your name?"
"The little girl's surname is Ruan, and her name is Xiaozhi...... Childe can call me a twig. ”
Ruan Xiaozhi lowered his head, his white little fingers crossed and entangled, and his face was still a little shy and red, "In the future, Xiaozhi will be Childe's person, but I don't know ......where Childe is."
"Wucheng Nanjia, have you heard of it?"
"Ah......h
The girl showed a look of surprise, and secretly snickered with joy.
The Nan family is a big family in Wucheng, and she often hears her family mention that it is much more powerful than her own family. In this way, they don't dare to come to Childe's trouble.
It seems that I have really met a nobleman......
Nan Ming looked at her with a gentle smile, and there was just the right amount of pity in his eyes.
He was also in a cheerful mood, unlike the more complicated cheerfulness of a girl, who was simply happy that he had been given a fun new toy.
It turned out that being admired was such a feeling, and he had never experienced it before.
He used to have all kinds of toys, but they were always shivering under their own breath, or dumbfounded, showing almost no emotion other than fear and respect, and even if they were swallowed in their mouths, they did not dare to resist, and they were so well-behaved that they were like marionettes, which was really boring.
He was tired of playing with such toys for a long time.
Now it is rare to have a human body, as long as he deliberately restrains himself, he will not exude the terrifying aura that makes all living beings tremble and retreat, and even a little ant that is so fragile that he can be crushed to death with a blow dares to approach him unscrupulously......
It's so new and wonderful.
Then, just spend your life as a mortal, start with this small Wucheng Nanjia, step by step to the peak of the entire continent, find a female who is pleasing to the eye as your wife, and then pretend to have a child...... When he was tired of playing thousands of years later, he dug a grave and lay down in it, and died at the end of his life.
What a fulfillment!
It's just that Nan Ming doesn't seem to realize that the life of a "mortal" in his imagination is a little different from what others know......
The on-field exams were quickly over.
The last candidate failed to persevere, and swallowed his last breath with a face full of unwillingness and resentment. The immortal master of the main examination announced the results, and there were a total of nine candidates who passed the re-examination of the medicine house, and they would go with them to pay homage to the palace of the medicine house, the true person of Baicao.
Nan Ming asked Ruan Xiaozhi to stay where he was for a while, and went alone.
The location of Yaofu in Yunliu School Palace is relatively remote, there is a main hall built by the mountain, at the foot of the mountain is a clear stream, there is a bamboo forest on the bank, and the grass houses are like stars and clouds, and they are dotted among the streams and bamboos one after another.
The stream is murmuring, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the wind is quiet and distant.
Walk up the mountain trail and soon you're halfway up the mountain. Nanming saw a waterfall at the end of the stream, which flowed straight down to form a deep pool, and in the distance there was a large area of nurseries and medicinal fields, where a few people were farming.
Took a deep breath: "This place is nice. ”
He took a fancy to it.
Although the layout is a little smaller, as his temporary residence, it is okay.
If you become the Fuzun of Yaofu, this territory will be your own, right? Or just turn Nafuzun into a puppet...... Forget it, that's not going to be fun.
The meal should be eaten in one bite, the road should be walked step by step, and you can't be too ambitious.
Otherwise, what can I do if I accidentally expose it?
"It's here. The Mansion is inside, you can go in on your own, remember to be respectful. ”
The leader led them to the main hall halfway up the mountain, and left in a dashing manner, leaving a group of people looking at each other. After a few moments, someone finally mustered up the courage and took the lead in stepping into the temple gate.
Fuzun Baicao Zhenren sat on a futon, wearing a very simple dark blue cloth robe, his beard and hair were all white, and his old face was as vigorous as a baby, ruddy and shining, no different from the true immortal of the Dao in the imagination of mortals.
It is rumored that he is nearly five hundred years old and is a great monk in the realm of supernatural powers.
Baicao Zhenren casually encouraged them a few words, and then sent the other eight people away, leaving Nan Ming alone.
"Do you know why I left you alone?"
Nan Ming shook his head.
I thought, could it be that I was found out that I deceived the examiner and stole the beams and pillars?
It stands to reason that it is impossible, he not only confused the five senses of an examiner, but blinded the entire heavenly machine. Now the people in the Yunliu Academy Palace should all think that they are the "Twelve", unless it is an existence beyond the Heavenly Dao, no one can find out about this.
He was very careful.
Baicao Zhenren immediately gave the answer: "I heard Yun Ge say that you didn't use any herbs when you tested the poison, and you persevered for a quarter of an hour just by relying on your physical fitness. What does that mean, do you know?"
“...... The poison has expired?"
Nan Ming blinked, his eyes blank and innocent.
The corners of Baicao Zhenren's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head: "That is the poison pill I prepared myself, called 'Immortal Fan Barrier', mortals will burn their internal organs and their blood will frost if they eat it, and if they don't take the antidote within a quarter of an hour, they will almost definitely die." You can carry it, not because the poison is not strong enough, but because of your own physique. ”
"You are an invulnerable body!"
The reason why he is so sure is actually because of a test after entering the door.
There is an incense burner in each of the four corners of this hall, and the smoke of incense is filled, it is not ordinary incense, but the incense that can make people lose their minds, imperceptibly, moisturizing things silently, extremely hidden, even if the monk is not careful, he will be tricked.
That's why the monk who led the way didn't come in.
When the others walked in blankly and went out in a daze, only Nan Ming's eyes were always clear, and he was not affected until now, which was enough to explain something.
Actually, he just didn't notice any magic at all......
The world is so big that there are no surprises.
There will always be people who have different talents and opportunities than others.
Baicao Zhenren himself is a living example of this. As a baby, he was abandoned in a deep valley, swallowed by a poisonous python and did not die, and since then he has an invulnerable body.
In order to test the wonder of his physique, he once wandered in the mountains, forests and streams for ten years, and tasted thousands of herbs, many of which were highly poisonous things that pierced the intestines and rotted the stomach, rotten tendons and bones, but they were all safe and sound, but made his physique go further and achieve a body that is invulnerable to all poisons.
Later, he created a unique technique of quenching the body with poison, which was named "Baicao Zhenjing".
The name of Baicao Dao people comes from this. Hundreds of years later, his cultivation reached the pinnacle of supernatural powers, and the world respected him as a true person.
With such a precedent of his own, Baicao Zhenren naturally thinks that Nan Ming is also a special physique like him. He was not very surprised, but a little love for talent.
"I have a technique here, which is suitable for your physique to practice, but this exercise is created by me alone, and if you want to practice, you must first worship me as a teacher. ”
Baicao Zhenren pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you willing to become my true disciple?"
The corners of Nanming's eyes twitched......
This idiot wants to take himself as an apprentice?
I'm really not afraid of death.
Nan Ming felt that he couldn't be taken advantage of, and his eyes wandered left and right, wanting to find some reason to refuse.
However, in the eyes of Baicao Zhenren, it became a sign of hesitation, thinking that he still had some concerns when he first arrived, Baicao Zhenren smiled: "Don't worry, child." You have three days to think about it, and if you figure it out, come to me right here. ”
"Good. ”
Now he didn't even bother to think about the reason, anyway, after three days, he refused by default.
He was not interested in the unique exercises of this Baicao Zhenren, but he was a little worried about the "Great Wilderness Heart Demon Sutra", just the visualization of the first layer can attract an existence in an unknown dimension, if you practice it later, I don't know what interesting things will happen.
However, with Nan Xianyue's experiment, he didn't want to turn to the next page so quickly.
Zhihai is not something so easy to control, and he is afraid that he will accidentally leak some breath and scare away the mastermind behind the dark - it will be very frustrating.
Let's throw some delicious bait first and seduce it.
Then enjoy it slowly......
The moment he turned around and walked out of the main hall, Nan Ming's eyes narrowed, revealing a strange smile.
The next few days were very quiet.
New students do not have a place to live and have to build their own. The grass huts and bamboo huts at the foot of the mountain were built by former students with bamboo and wood.
Nan Ming cut dozens of bamboos, tied them with straw ropes to build a simple bamboo hut, and made a bamboo bed to place the newly collected maid twigs.
He didn't sleep at night, so he went into the woods with an axe and a machete, cut down the trees, cut them into planks, and fixed them to the outer wall of the bamboo hut with a tinkling of them, and upgraded them into a slightly stronger hut.
By the evening of the second day, the house had become two floors with an open-air balcony on the upper floor.
In the early morning of the third day, Ruan Xiaozhi woke up with sleepy eyes, and found that there was another circle of sharp bamboo fences outside the wooden house, the ground was paved with stone slabs, and there was a swing hanging from a tree in the yard.
Nan Ming was holding an iron stone and was polishing the stone slab one by one. Looking around, he saw that most of the slate had been polished to a smooth appearance......
"Childe, don't you have to rest?"
"I'm not sleepy. ”
Ruan Xiaozhi looked at Nan Ming with worried eyes. He hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
Even if this person is beaten with iron, he should have fallen, right?
"Tuk tuk. ”
At this time, there was a sudden crisp knock outside the door, and someone came.