Last time, Ning Caichen pretended to believe his words, and sent the sword with a pair of grateful and relieved eyes.

I don't know if Ning Caichen acted too into the play, or if Changchun real people didn't practice at home. Facing his gaze, Lahuang's face turned red for a moment.

"The little brother can wake up, and it is very good. ”

I was a little ashamed, but Maoshan was really short of treasures!

Alas!

The skin is not as thick as Ning Caichen imagined, so he is not in the mood to tease anymore.

"Dao Chief, this sword was given by Lu Zu, and it can't be transferred to others in Xiashi. No matter how bitter it is, it will be protected below. ”

Returning the scabbard and waist, he stretched out his hand and flicked it, shaking away a little Haoran righteousness, and a wave of immortal qi fluctuated in the room.

Ning Caichen's sword, to be honest, no one thought it would be an immortal sword. Spirits, talismans, dharmas, treasures, can be magic swords, and they are overjoyed. You must know that even the outgoing disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, Thirteen Niang, who established the sect with a sword, is just a spirit sword.

Huang Quan and Fang Xia's eyes were straight, and they couldn't wait to immediately snatch the sword into their hands and touch it.

It's just that their idea was destined not to come true, Changchun Zhenren immediately gave up, grabbed one of them with one hand, and left the Bai Medical Hall in a hurry.

Ning Caichen did not stop them from leaving, and neither did Bai Suzhen.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly.

When Xiaoqing reacted, the person was gone.

Huang Daoming sighed and went out as well.

Changchun real people grabbed them, seemed to run away, and soon left Hangzhou City.

At this time, Huang Quan and Fang Xia broke free of his hands. It was not considered to break free, because at this time, Changchun Zhenren also let go of them at the same time.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here? How do you grab someone's collar! Could it be that you are still afraid that a scholar will not succeed?" Fang Xia said dissatisfied. Pulling all the way made her extremely uncomfortable. A pair of soft meat, directly deformed.

Although the body of a cultivator is stronger than that of ordinary people, it cannot withstand such a pull. The clothes were torn against the flesh and skin, and the pain was all painful to death. But she couldn't rub it.

"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid. Who did you hear him just say?"

Changchun Zhenren bluntly said that he was afraid. This is something that Huang Quan and Fang Xia couldn't imagine at all, a Jin Dan cultivator would really be afraid of a little scholar?

Who does he think he is? Is the emperor of heaven ordained? That is, he is really the emperor of men, hasn't he not yet ascended the throne?

A cultivator will have karma when he kills, but it also depends on what he is killing? A little ant can kill and kill, and what kind of karma does it have? That bit of karmic karma is solved, and it is not a problem at all.

Fang Xia didn't believe it: "Grandpa, don't play with us." You are all Jindan monks, and you will be afraid of a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken?"

Changchun Zhenren shook his head and sighed: "I have an empty stomach, and there is no way to speak."

Words are indispensable, words are indispensable.

The valley is too mysterious, and the gods are really the road.

The immortal name of the guard, the immortal number of the cultivation.

God has a spirit, and the grain has a profit.

If a person can keep oneness, then he will live forever.

......”

"Grandpa, what are you reading? Is it the Immortal Mind Method? When we take that nerd baby, you can teach us again. ”

"Alas, fool. Although we are the Fu Lu Sect, we can't help but recognize the true immortals of the sect. This song was made by Lu Zu, the patriarch of Neidan. Since the sword was given by Lu Zu, we can't take it. ”

Even if he is really a senior master, he does not necessarily know that the sword is taken by us. You just know, grandpa, can't you suppress a sword?"

"Don't! Don't put a top hat on me. Changchun Zhenren glared, "Lu Zu's swordsmanship is extremely superb, and he has 'standing under the Big Dipper, and the sword hangs on the head of the moon horn of Nangong. He said, "He has even slain the Yellow Dragon." Your grandfather and I don't have that much ability. Legend has it that since Emperor Zhenwu borrowed the sword and did not return it, our old-timer hated others for not returning it. Changchun Zhenren explained to his granddaughter one more sentence.

"Grandpa, is that all there is? Zombie essence blood, let's not want it?" explained, Fang Xia was also extremely dissatisfied.

Whether it is the granddaughter of Changchun Zhenren, or the only little sister of the Maoshan faction. She can be called a lady of heaven.

And her grandfather is the most powerful person in her mind.

But now there is such a person. If he is also a cultivator of immortals, then that's it. But he is clearly a mortal who has no mana, and he is also a useless and useless reader among mortals.

is such a person, but relying on the favor of his predecessors, he even caused his grandfather to retreat. How could she be convinced, and how could she be convinced?

"Senior sister, we have a long-term plan for this. Huang Quan helped persuade.

But this will only provoke her arrogant appearance, and it will only add fuel to the fire.

Bai's Medical Hall, everyone in Maoshan left, and Ning Caichen asked about Thirteen Niang.

Zhu Gui told him that Thirteen Niang was enlightened and returned to the sect to learn art.

Practicing the art of sword immortals, this is the right thing, and Ning Caichen naturally has no reason to stop it.

It's just that the cultivation of the truth does not count the years. The next time we meet, I don't know how many years it will be.

"Go back! You can't leave you on the mountain. ”

"Master, let's not leave, let's stay and practice martial arts with Master. "The experience of Zhu Gui and the three of them definitely exceeds their lifetime life experience. The three of them had already discussed with each other that they wanted to stay together.

Ning Caichen shook his head and said, "No." Your martial arts are different from Brother Xiahou, as long as you focus on tearing apart, you can naturally improve. The mountains need you, so you better go back!"

The three of them really wanted to do things with Ning Caichen, but they were just talkative, and they didn't think of the excuse they left for a while. Ning Caichen said again: "By the way, after you return to the mountain, if you meet a person named Lin Chong who comes to vote, you must report to me." ”

The teacher's order cannot be violated.

With Ning Caichen's division, they set off to return to the mountain.

Xiaoqing and Bai Su were ignorant of their lives, but they suddenly began to hide from Ning Caichen. Sending them away, Ning Caichen wanted to say goodbye to them, but when he looked for someone at this time, he could find someone anywhere, so he had to tell Bai Fu and ask him to leave a message.

Out of the Bai Clan's Medical Hall, Xiahou Jian asked, "Childe, where are we going now?"

"Nowhere to go. Let's go home. ”

With the Wu Clan's alchemy technique, he naturally wanted to study it immediately.

This is the alchemy of the Wu clan, and there are legends that the "Nine Turns of Xuangong" of the Daomen and the apologetic heart of Buddhism "** Xuangong" are all born from the alchemy of the Wu clan.

What's more important is that the Wu clan does not cultivate divine souls, which is suitable for his current situation.

Hangzhou is still so calm, with a lot of traffic, no less than a "Qingming Riverside Map", but the trees are greener. Everywhere you go, there's a touch of green.

Although he hasn't been outside for long, Ning Caichen is also really homesick.

On the way, he met a peach sapling for sale, and Ning Caichen also selected a few and went back to plant them, maybe they could grow peaches.

In this era, there are not many fruits, and even fewer are sold. If you want to eat fruits, it is more convenient to buy them than to grow them.

Ning Caichen even had the heart to find some melons and fruits to plant, but there was no entertainment, if there was not even a snack melon and fruit. It's a lot more boring.

Of course, this is also a good life, if a year ago, in order to eat meat, he would have to go down a trap to catch, at that time he would never have imagined what melons and fruits to eat.

Ginkgo biloba also bought five plants. Although Ginkgo biloba has a grandfather planting a tree and a grandson enjoying the coolness, but for the immortal Ning Caichen, sixty years is really nothing.

At this time, when I go home, there is endless green everywhere, and it is pleasing to the eye.

The ditches that have been built, as long as they are not catastrophic disasters, are enough to ensure that the harvest in the field is guaranteed by drought and flood.

The courtyard walls of the new home have been painted with pure stone, and even the door has become a vermilion lacquer gate.

Ning Caichen stepped inside, but the door opened from the inside. A woman dressed as a maid came out, saw Ning Caichen, and shrank back half of her body. "Where is Xianggong from, and what are you doing here?"

It's only been a few days since I left home, and someone I don't know came out of my house. "Who are you?"

The woman did not answer, and hurried back, "Bell", and the door was slammed shut.

Ning Caichen pushed it with his hand, and the door was actually sold from the inside.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This family can't even enter their own house." ”

Xiahou Jian: "Don't worry, Master Ning, I'll open the door for you." ”

He jumped up, went up the stone wall, and saw that the ground below was stable, so he fell lightly and opened the vermilion gate.

"Fortunately, Brother Xiahou is here, otherwise my family would really not be able to enter my house. ”

Xiahou Jian: "Childe is serious. Childe is a great talent, I have this ability, I can't even subdue a zombie, I am really blind in martial arts. ”

Ning Caichen is not good at talking.

First of all, this enchanted zombie, the gods have a headache when they see it. Xiahou Jian is nothing but a martial artist. From this side, it is not easy for Xiahou Jian to snatch Thirteen Niang. There is nothing to take lightly.

However, if you look at it from the perspective of deriving martial arts and urging Xiahou Jian to be stronger. Xiahou Jian was able to find shortcomings, which was definitely a gratifying thing.

Not only should he not be discouraged, but he should be allowed to make persistent efforts and never be satisfied.

But wouldn't that be too harsh?

"Quick! The thieves are coming into the courtyard!"

Absolute Girl Army.

Some took shovels, some took knives, and some directly took the noodle pin and rushed out.

One, two, three...... Ten, eleven...... Inside the small door was a steady stream of people, all women.

Beautiful, ugly.

Some are aunts, some are wives, and there are a group of little Lori.

What's going on?

As if they had seen the enemy, they all rushed over and killed them.

Xiahou Jian didn't say a word, and held the sword in his hand.

"They dare to show their weapons, sisters, fight!" none of the women were afraid, but only increased their anger.

No, Ning Caichen can only hold the scabbard to protect himself. Otherwise, even if you don't die, you will be beaten to pieces.

The combat effectiveness of the female surname is underestimated and unlucky.

I don't know if Ning Caichen looks good, or because he is just a scabbard against the enemy, the women rushed to him, turned a corner directly, and ran away with Xiahou's sword.

"Brother Xiahou, don't hurt anyone!"

didn't figure out the reason, Xiahou Jian naturally wouldn't make a dead move.

(To be continued)