Silently sent Lord Chen out of the village, Master Su stood in front of the village, puzzled.

Master Su didn't think that this Sun Ce would dare to put it on Lord Chen, this is not the point, the point is that Lord Chen still does not shirk it, after listening to what Sun Ce said, Lord Chen instantly seemed to have changed into a living tiger. What is this, Master Su was stupid at the time, and he didn't say a word to the villager after working hard for a long time.

Sighing lightly, Master Su felt that he was much older, maybe the situation of the Su family in the future could only count on Su Rui's own creation.

"Son, you have to fight for breath" Master Sun stood at the entrance of the village, complaining and complaining.

Far away in Jiuyang Mountain, Su Rui, who was flipping through the book without any heart, couldn't help but sneeze.

Since the last time the master showed his magic in front of him, Su Rui had secretly vowed to become a sword immortal like the master who traveled all over the world with a sword on his back. Su Rui also asked the master if he would be like him after he finished studying, a sword for thousands of miles and ravines, but the master did not answer his question, but just asked him to study the Taoism carefully in this Jiuyang Mountain, saying that this whole body cultivation is in the book in front of him.

But Su Rui has been flipping through the scrolls for a whole day, and the words in this book are almost familiar with him, but Su Rui still hasn't figured out why, and he hasn't seen a magic weapon.

It was really boring to read, so Su Rui simply shared the books and walked out of the house.

This Jiuyang Mountain is not so much a mountain as it is called Jiuyang Temple. This Jiuyang Mountain is full of Taoist priests wearing hair crowns and Taoist robes like his master, at first Su Rui wanted to joking to find a few Taoist priests to ask about this immortal cultivation trick, but he could ask and ask, just one sentence.

"The way of cultivating immortals is not to fight, and the husband is not to fight, so the world can not fight with it. ”

"If you don't fight, you fight. ”

Su Rui's head was big when he heard it, what the hell is this...

Su Rui sat on the steps, looking at the white birds spinning around on the clouds, Su Rui was thinking about finding some bird food in the past few days, catching one and raising it, I heard the Taoist priest say that this bird is called a crane, and it also knows human nature, isn't this just suitable for being a mount!

Su Rui stared at the white crane, stunned, he had already thought of the glorious picture of himself driving the crane down the mountain with a sword.

"Su is stunned!"

Beside him, there was a shout, Su Rui turned around, and saw a Taoist boy as big as himself.

This is the same teacher as himself, and he is two hours earlier than he entered, and he forced himself to call him senior brother, according to Su Rui's own temper, you say this is not nonsense...

Dao Tong walked up to Su Rui and sat down with him.

"Kong Wenwen, what are you going to do. Su Rui called out the nickname he had given him.

The name of the Taoist boy is Kong Wenwen, it is said that the family is a scholarly family, and his father and Qiu Jizi are old friends, so he sent Kong Wenwen to Jiuyang Mountain, while learning Taoism and practicing, because the name Kong Wenwen is homophonic after the last two words, Su Rui felt that he was shouting and holding his mouth, and simply gave the Taoist boy in front of him a nickname of "Kong Wenwen", Su Rui himself called this nickname of this genius pen very smooth, people are like their names, and Daotong looks like the kind of steady and honest master.

"My name is Kong Wenwen! And you have to call me Senior Brother!" Kong Wenwen said in a loud voice, emphasizing the title again.

"Got it, Kong Wenwen" Su Rui rolled his eyes.

As soon as Kong Wenwen heard Su Rui still shouting that he was steady, he angrily stretched out his hand and wanted to slap Su Rui in the head, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, he couldn't stand the Confucianism in his bones, and he couldn't do it for a while.

For a while, Kong Wenwen cried.

"it!"

Seeing this, Su Rui panicked, this was just a few words, why did he cry, hurriedly took Kong Wenwen's hand stopped in the air, put it on his knee and rubbed it, Su Rui comforted: "Senior brother, a good man doesn't flick when he has tears, why are you crying!"

"Then you don't tell me to be steady!" Kong Wenwen sobbed.

"Okay, okay, my good brother!" Su Rui hurriedly agreed.

Kong Wenwen stopped sobbing, and a smile bloomed on his tear-stained face, revealing crescent-like teeth.

Su Rui was completely defeated by his little senior brother, and let go of Kong Wenwen's little hand on his knee, Su Rui crossed his arms, turned his head and asked, "What are you doing with me today?"

"Oh yes" Seeing Su Rui change the topic, Kong Wenwen was not verbose, reached into his inner arms, and took out a token.

Stretching out his hand, Kong Wenwen handed the token to Su Rui, Su Rui took the token, thinking it was a treasure, but when he saw it, it was a piece of wooden short, brown all over, and nothing was written on it.

"What can this thing do?" Su Rui wondered, isn't this just a piece of broken wood, and you can carve it out exactly the same by cutting a piece of wood yourself.

Kong Wenwen smiled and answered the confusion for himself, Senior Brother Su: "It's not Lak, this is the emblem of Jiuyang Mountain given by the master, if you crush it, you will know." ”

After listening to Kong Wenwen's answer, Su Rui looked at the token in his hand carefully, and immediately did not hesitate, his arm exerted force, and pinched the token, Su Rui felt that since it was given by the master, it must be useful.

The wooden order was violently forced, like a piece of broken ice that began to crack, and finally, the token turned into a stream of heat and hoarded in Su Rui's palm. Before Su Rui could sigh at the wonder of the token, the heat in his palm disappeared, and a golden crystal appeared on the top of Su Rui's head, with the three big characters of Jiuyang Mountain embedded in the middle of the crystal, and next to the crystal, two cranes circled.

", this one has made a lot of money!" Su Rui looked up at the Jiuyang Mountain emblem above his head and praised him repeatedly.

After Su Rui worshiped Jiuyang Mountain, he knew that this Jiuyang Mountain, but the second immortal gate in the world, his master, that is, the head of Jiuyang Mountain, Qiu Jizi, and the world's first immortal gate Zhenwuguan Guan Master Fighting, only one move to win, Su Rui didn't understand what this move was, but just listening to the literal meaning, it was the first in the world, just one move to win, and his master must be a cow. Therefore, with this mountain emblem on the head, if you go out in the future and see something unpleasant, a mountain emblem will definitely be in an uproar!

"Wow! look, it's a disciple of Jiuyang Mountain!"

"The young man is unparalleled in the world, and he is the best talent in Jiuyang Mountain, I admire and admire him!"

Looking at the dazzling mountain emblem above his head, Su Rui in his fantasy couldn't help but smirk, such a magic weapon, why not give it on the first day he entered the door.

"Don't keep it bright, look dazzling" Kong Wenwen, who was sitting next to him, covered his eyes with his hands, interrupting Su Rui's reverie.

"That's what you want! Happiness is over!" Su Rui raised his eyebrows at Kong Wenwen, his face full of pride.

After listening to Su Rui's words, Kong Wenwen looked disgusted, and simply covered his eyes.

"No wonder I call you Su stunned, it's Leng..."

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When the sun set on Qingyun Mountain, Fang Cheng stopped cultivating, and as many immortal disciples in the Sword Washing Hall left the Sword Washing Hall one after another.

On the way down the mountain, several disciples who walked in the forefront of Fang Cheng talked and laughed, discussing the inferior immortal method they had learned today.

Fang Cheng in the end, still failed to control the gravel three feet into the air, for this result, Fang Cheng was not discouraged, the two elders personally told themselves, the success or failure of the immortal law is ultimately to rely on the true qi of the qi in his body to support, he has just stepped into the immortal path, not to mention that Fang Cheng thinks that he is not a cultivation wizard, about the cultivation of the immortal law, step by step is inevitable.

Back in the mountainside house, because it was the first time to practice the immortal method for such a long time, Fang Cheng's body was a little tired, and he fell on the bed. When he hadn't been in contact with immortal cultivation before, Fang Cheng felt that there were few immortal masters in this generation, and he had seen so many when he was so big, but after he really worshiped the immortal cultivation sect, he found that this legendary immortal master was like the fish he caught every day in Jinyin Village, and there were many fertile ones. In the end, I still have less knowledge.

In the past, when he saw his father's fish for the first time, the young Fang Cheng was full of curiosity about this slippery thing that he had never seen before, and similarly, when he saw the newly erected stone statue in the east alley, Fang Cheng also secretly sighed. He, a young man born and raised in the village, has not seen much of the world, and some of them are just his own immature cognition and the rules and regulations of Jinyin Village.

Fang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, was full of longing for the first time for new things that he had not yet experienced except for Jinyin Village.

Fang Cheng was a little drowsy, he thought so much, it was really better to sleep, the situation tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, how could it be so simple to think about it.

Just when Fang Cheng closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, there was a small sound of 'swish' in his ears, Fang Cheng didn't look back, listening to the movement, it should be the sound of his clothes scraping on the edge of the bed.

A coolness came from Fang Cheng's legs, and this coolness was like a living thing, gradually squirming towards Fang Cheng's waist.

Fang Cheng, who had already closed his eyes, was hurriedly got up by this sudden situation, he used to hear from the people in the village that some mountain snakes and insects like to crawl on the body when people are asleep, and stay until they climb to the neck, go down directly and kill the prey.

Fang Cheng was ready to kick his legs to drive away the snakes and insects that had not yet climbed on his body, he was just a little hopeful, and he didn't want to die so young.

When Fang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then let out a slight breath.

"What should I be..."Fang Cheng looked at the culprit in front of him and said with a smile.

On Fang Cheng's legs, there was a gecko with a head drum and two packs.

Fang Cheng stretched out his hand, took the gecko and let it climb up his fingers smoothly, staring carefully at the little guy in front of him who had not been seen for a while.

"You say you, why do you grow uglier and uglier" Looking at the raised small horns on both sides of the gecko's head, Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly, if it was the first time he saw this gecko now, Fang Cheng would never be able to distinguish the 'four dislikes' in front of him.

Except for some changes in the head, the gecko's body is noticeably thicker, and the scales on its body also look lifelike.

When the gecko heard Fang Cheng's words, he opened his mouth, as if he was protesting.

Seeing that the gecko was still communicating with him, Fang Cheng smirked, he wanted to ask how the gecko in front of him chased him from Jinyin Village to this Qingyun Sect, you know, he was sent by Sun Ce and his wife at that time.

After thinking about it, Fang Cheng still gave up the childish idea in his heart, a beneficial insect, how could he understand human language, maybe it was hidden somewhere in his clothes like the first time he saw it.

Placing the gecko at the head of the bed, Fang Cheng turned around and prepared to close his eyes and rest.

With a sweep of his gaze, Fang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, looked at the tiled roof beams in front of his line of sight.

Why is there an eight-legged polyp in this house?