in other people's stories.

There's always one that's so cute, or naturally cute, or witful, or glamorous, or... of, small, teacher, sister.

Li Changan is different.

He has one, a junior brother who is so cute that he is fried, cute and stupid, and he is everyday.

After blowing up the multi-functional stove that he had spent two days gluing, Sun Tuo exploded the small homemade 'stone picker' that he had spent five days making.

Li Changan sat on the bamboo chair at the foot of the mountain behind the bamboo house, raising his hand to support his forehead.

"The trail... Brother, brother!"

Han Tuo clutched a handle in his hand that he couldn't understand, a pampered pink and white face, charred black at this time, and half of the end of his long hair was burned, and it was burned to a mushy smell.

"My trigeminal nerve hurts so much!" Li Changan rubbed his temples, feeling that his head might be about to explode.

"Senior brother, Tuo, Tuo didn't mean it!"

Li Changan sighed, glanced at the honest and aggrieved fool, jumped up from the bamboo chair, and waved his hand impatiently.

"Alas, forget it, just get another one. Hurry up and go to the lake to wash your face, and then Master won't say that I bullied you again. ”

Han Tuo nodded obediently, and ran towards the lake with a puff of black smoke.

"It's so good-looking, it's used by birds. It's..."

Li Changan muttered and walked to the side of the 'mine' that was half-mined, picked up two black and shiny ore-like objects, put them into a basket made of bamboo, and said to himself: "I have to find a way to get the first batch of goods out as soon as possible, and Dao Sheng's first pot of gold is pointing here." ”

After harvesting the results of the morning's mining, the small quarryer that was blown into two pieces was also loaded into the basket, and the divine beast was running in the bottom of my heart, so I heard a shout from the bamboo house.

"Little Chang'an!Dinner~~~"

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Li Changan picked up the heavy bamboo basket and walked towards the bamboo house.

The use of the goods has not been developed, but Ah Zi has learned his craftsmanship through a few days of onlookers, and he has made good meals.

Intentionally planting flowers does not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade. That's probably the case.

In the main hall of the bamboo house, a square table of eight immortals is placed in the center. There are four dishes and one soup on the table, including fish, meat, and spiritual vegetables.

The little white fox squatted cutely on the edge of the table and wagged its tail, and his demeanor was very different from that of most of its kind.

Lu Laodao had already left the Dan room and was sitting on the top seat at this time. Li Changan put the bamboo basket outside the door, jumped to the table, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and devoured them.

At this time, Gongsun Tuo had just finished washing his face and half of his hair, entered the house, and bowed to Lao Dao in a respectful manner: "Master, senior brother." ”

Lao Dao happily beckoned, "Come on, let's eat." ”

After that, Lao Dao looked at the apprentice who looked like a hungry wolf with disgust, oh no, it should be called at this time, big apprentice.

"Slow down, and no one is robbing you, so you're not afraid of choking. ”

Li Changan nodded while eating, and he didn't say anything. It is only customary to put the fish head in the old bowl.

"Little Chang'an, little Chang'an. A brisk voice came from outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, the little cook in a light purple neon dress and long gauze skirt, forgetting worries and grass Ling A Zi, floated into the house lightly with a small basket of fruits.

Li Changan was already used to her appearance in Linjiang City, and Lao Dao only got used to it a few days ago.

"Senior sister. Gongsun Tuo just sat down, and got up again and bowed to Ah Zi.

He didn't know the true identity of this 'fairy', Li Changan and Lu Laodao were also very tacitly too lazy to explain more to him, anyway, the days are long, and they will slowly understand it in the future.

"Ah Zi's craftsmanship is getting better and better day by day, she is a natural little chef!" Li Changan did not forget to praise while eating.

It's not bad to have food without labor, but you still want to pick and choose? Coax this stupid girl, just waste some saliva and get it.

Sure enough, Ah Zixiao bent a pair of crescent moon eyes, and shouted happily, "Really." That night, Ah Zi cooked two more dishes. ”

"Well, okay, just be happy. ”

After a meal, Lu Laodao wiped his mouth, straightened his long beard, and said to the eldest apprentice: "Chang'an, go and change into a clean Taoist robe, and go to [Genglu Hall] with the teacher."

You and Xiaotuo have received the directory, and you can receive monthly salaries every month in the future.

Also, see if you need to go to the [Scroll Pavilion] to look up some texts. If you want, you will receive another jade card. ”

"Master, this jade card, apart from being able to enter and exit the [Scroll Pavilion], where else can I go?" asked Li Changan.

"This Zhong Huifeng's [Juan Zang Pavilion] herringbone hall can be obtained; Jueran Peak [Daming Hall, Dabie Hall] can be obtained;

Feilai Peak [Mingxin Hall, Mingyi Hall] can also be obtained. But before you get there, when you get to the level, you need to be guarded by a deacon before it's too late.

Each peak next to it has a peak master and a person in charge, although they are all the same door, but it is not appropriate to wander rashly. ”

"Got it, Master. Li Changan knew it.

Don't say that if you go to wander other peaks, you just invite him to go, and he has to figure out what the other party's motives and purposes are.

Freshen up and cleaned up, Li Changan changed into a light blue-gray robe, and stood next to Gongsun Tuo, who was dressed in white and shengxue, although he did not lose half a point, but he gave people an inconspicuous and weak sense of existence.

Lu Laodao looked at his two apprentices, he didn't know what he thought, he smiled happily, turned around with his beard, and waved his hand.

In front of the bamboo house, there are more fairy clouds.

The three of them flew for nearly half an hour before they arrived at the [Genglu Hall] built on Wanshu Peak.

Li Changan and Gongsun Tuo couldn't help but look straight in the eyes.

Wanshu Peak is much larger than Wailing Peak, and before the clouds fall, the perspective from the air is obvious, and it looks about three or four times larger.

And this [Genglu Hall] is not so much a hall as a temple;

Outside the door, there is a huge stone turtle on the left and right sides, the turtle carries a jade stele on its back, engraves the name of the ancestor of the ancestors;

The gate is hundreds of zhang high, and there are countless stout jade pillars standing upright in the hall, and there are more than a dozen fairy clouds, hovering over you, some on the top of the jade pillars, some lower.

Looking closer, the pillar is engraved with the names of the people of each peak and the cultivation status at this time, as for the eight characters of birth and the exercises practiced, it is not a glance.

This bit of privacy still has to be preserved for the disciples.

"Uncle Lu!!, what kind of wind blew you here..."

A fairy cloud hovering somewhere in the middle of the hall descended sharply, and a middle-aged fat uncle-like Taoist bowed to Lu Lao Dao.

Lu Lao Dao had that boring smile on his face, and responded, "Hey, it's Nangong." I haven't seen you in a hundred years, but it's good?"

"It's all good, uncle, thank you for helping my nephew talk back then, otherwise this errand would have been lost..."

The two uncles and nephews who were about the same height exchanged pleasantries.

During this period, Nangong Daoren also secretly gossiped about Miaomu Immortal's 'internal affairs'.

According to the words taught by the apprentice, Lu Laodao didn't say yes, nor did he say no, and said a few perfunctory words.

Later, this Nangong deacon quickly completed all the formalities for the two junior brothers of the same generation and hundreds of years apart.

Holding his own 'identity jade card', Li Changan was very skeptical about the reproducibility of this thing.

Lu Laodao waved the dust, the speed of the immortal clouds slowed down slowly, and said with a smile: "When I was a teacher or a beginner, I received the directory and the jade plate.

Unexpectedly, nearly a thousand years have passed, and the door has merged this list with the jade plate.

It's good to do this, so as not to have a lot of trouble in the east and west. ”

After receiving the jade plate, Li Changan and Gongsun Tuoshi are two brothers, which can be regarded as a real entry into the mountain gate. Since then, he has also been a monk in the name of a righteous monk.

However, this identity jade card doesn't seem to have any subtlety, it's really ordinary.

"Master, if someone wants to blend into our Immortal Mountain, wouldn't it be very easy to make a piece of it. ”

Lu Laodao smiled and replied, "You, you just like to think about these filthy things." Who would be so bored, what would they do if they had nothing to do and sneak into my Wuji Immortal Mountain?

Besides, even if there are such small crumbs, if you want to imitate them, you can only imitate their shapes, but not their gods. ”

Li Changan also smiled, or he said that his master had a big heart. Scold...

"Master, is there another mystery hidden in this jade plaque?"

"That's nature.

Each Immortal Sect has its own mountain protection array. In addition, all peaks, halls, and halls also have forbidden formations.

You will learn about this later.

In short, without this jade plaque, there are many obstacles to walking inside the door. With this jade plaque, there are more places to go.

When the cultivation is promoted to the level, there will naturally be more passable places..."

Along the way, Li Changan remembered everything that the master said in his heart.

Where can I go, what halls and what halls are used for, and there are a few key points for the places where disciples practice and practice the Fa.

However, at present, he can't go to the few cultivation venues that can speed up the spike in the value of the [Psionic Energy Collector].

Wuji Immortal Mountain has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, with meticulous rules and strict hierarchy.

In fact, dividing the level and setting the level accessible area, which is a bit similar to the game in Li Changan's opinion, is actually very reasonable.

This is not only a symbol of strength and status, but also to protect the physical and mental health of disciples.

What kind of exercises are practiced at what level, and what kind of scriptures are taught.

If the ability does not match what you have learned, it will hurt yourself and do no good.

.........

After returning to the Sorrowful Cry Peak, Lu Wudao returned to his Dan room and continued his unsuccessful alchemy business.

Ah Zi took Xiaobai and floated to the waterfall to tease the black barbarian.

In Li Changan's view, these two are also cheap.

If you want to flirt, the leopard's head was teased impatiently and roared, and these two will be frightened and their hair stands on end.

Perhaps, all things and all spirits are like people, and they have all kinds of weird and interesting things. It's like someone likes to watch horror movies.

Li Changan doesn't have a hobby in this area, so naturally he can't experience the fun.

His biggest hobby and pleasure at present, in addition to enclosing a small piece of land at the foot of the mountain and breeding a batch of spirit animals purchased by the master, is mining, logging, and making paper and pencils.

The former is naturally to satisfy the appetite for a little, and the latter is because of the cold-faced beauty, Izumo Mingyue.

Let's talk about it.

He once happened to find a block of graphite in his master's danfang, so he cut a few wooden strips on a whim and made them into clay pencils.

That day, after the morning class, Izumo asked him to borrow a pen and paper. He was afraid of being 'killed' by thousands of pairs of eyes, so he threw down the pen and paper and ran away.

As a result, after the morning class on the third day, an old Taoist found him.

The old Taoist claims to be a person from Jimo Dao, and he is the master of Izumo Mingyue. He has always loved to study 'folk art', and found that the hard pen and pulp paper made by Li Changan were quite wonderful, so he wanted to use some of them.

For this reason, he also took out ten low-grade spirit stones, and said with a smile that he would not let the little queen suffer, Yunyun.

Li Changan couldn't shirk it, so he could only take the order hard.

The next day, he gave the more than a dozen clay pencils he had on hand and a pile of bamboo paper made of bamboo when he was in Qingquan Mountain, all of which were given to the Jimo Dao people.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, this white-haired, bookish Jimo veteran gave him another 'big order'.

According to the ten medium-grade spirit stones given by Lao Dao, Li Changan estimated that the consumables needed to complete this large order were not much, but the inventory in Master Guangguang's Dan room was not enough.

Fortunately, the master said that they have a lot of sad peaks for this kind of black stone, so they can dig it casually.

As for bamboo, heh, the mountains are all over the wilderness, and you can't see the edge of the bamboo sea at a glance.

So, the key problem is, there is no manpower.

Relying on him alone, just polishing the graphite block, his hands have to grind the bald skin.

Pouring the ore in the bamboo basket to the ground, Li Changan set his eyes on Gongsun Tuo, who was meditating cross-legged on the grass and practicing the Tuna Zhou Tian Entry Method.

This foolish junior brother can't learn to cook, and the mining mine will collapse.

Don't blame him, your son can't do those rough jobs, it's normal.

Then, it's okay to do some of this kind of 'light' little work.

Gongsun Tuo felt a chill in his back for no reason, opened his eyes, and looked up and down, left and right with a blank expression. The heart says that this is the unstable heart of the Tao!

Li Changan set up the matter of processing graphite blocks, and suddenly, his heart skipped half a beat for no reason.

Then, the cold hairs all over his body suddenly stood up.

'Oh no! poisoned?!'

At this moment, Li Changan was very panicked.

Fortunately, this strange chilling feeling was fleeting.

"Could it be that the demon girl is casting a Gu spell or something, and it can be controlled remotely?"

Rough words from the past life, slightly.

............

Far to the far north, the Arctic abyss.

On the top of a mountain made of ice and jade, there is a majestic crystal clear palace - the Frost Flower Palace.

Under the Frost Flower Palace, looking around, it was so pure that there was no trace of variegated white.

Thousands of miles of ice, as far as the eye can see.

However, in such a desperate situation where everything is withering, there is a place where there is blooming purple and red, full of spring.

The Snow Demon Lord, one of the Demon Lords of the Four Directions, is entertaining distinguished guests in this back garden that is extremely inconsistent with his territorial temperament.

In the middle of the flowery, green garden, two women sit on two high chairs that look like a throne of flowers.

"Ahh

The dryad, who was eating fruit and reclining on the swing chair, suddenly sneezed.

Another Snow Demon Lord, dressed in an intricate flower skirt, wearing an ice crystal crown, and a cold and behaving face, turned around and leaned on the side of the flower chair, and said with concern:

"Willow... Grandma, isn't it because my Frost Flower Palace is too deserted and makes you freeze?!"

I don't know what Lord Yanagijin thinks, but he actually changed such an indescribable title.

It doesn't match the completion of its own image, but if you talk about age... Ahem, don't think, don't think...

At this time, grandma, who had already declared her new name to the outside world, waved her slender arm and said lazily:

"It's none of your business, I've probably been targeted by something strange lately. ”

"Oh? strange... Stuff?!"

The Snow Demon Lord, whose face was about thirty years old, looked at him from the side suspiciously.

Her thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and her charming eyes flowed like silk, secretly figuring out what Lord Liu Shen was referring to, what is it, Fang, God, and Holy?