Du You soon left.

Just as she came gently, she also went gently. Except for me, "Lin Nineteen", and Xie Daoqing, no one saw her ever come. But "Lin Nineteen"'s suddenly smaller body, as well as her sudden childish sanity, several Jindan Jurchens could naturally guess that it was her old man who had come.

Except for the Yuan Shen Zhenyi's attack, who can cut down a magic weapon that is about to transform into a true spirit like this?

As for my sword, it can only be hehe!

It's just a good guts.

"Guanshui, you are very good!" said Master Ancestor Xie Daoqing as he straightened his dress, and gritted his teeth while raising his eyebrows and squinting at me. Spit it out word by word, there is no taste.

"Yes, little brother of Guanshui, I didn't see it, you really have the guts. Dare to slash this guy with a sword and save our lives, do you want anything in return?" Obviously, An Xian'er didn't see the change in Xie Daoqing's face, and continued to tease me by himself.

"Why are you hacking me?"

"Lin 19", are you a dog? Why do you want to bite me?

What is it like for a five-year-old girl to lie on your body, with a mouthful of thin white teeth, biting viciously on your arm, which hurts?

"Okay, Uncle Yaoqin, don't make any more trouble. Just now, my patriarch said that your patriarch Lin Yuxi already knows about you. Xie Daoqing pinched Lin Nineteen's little face and pulled her teeth off my arm. "Lin Nineteen" was so surprised that she forgot to bite me, her little face was wrinkled, and she was very puzzled: "Lin Yuxi, that old witch, what did she say? She won't want to hurt me again, right?"

"Uncle Yaoqin, Patriarch Lin Yuxi said, lend you to me for the time being, this apprentice Chen Guanshui. When he achieves the golden pill, or you are liberated, you can return to Longkong Mountain. Xie Daoqing said very slowly and seriously, confirming that "Lin Nineteen" understood all the meanings contained in this sentence.

"Oh, I see. ”

An expression of indifference.

Hand wood!

Then "Lin Nineteen" continued to bite me, continued to bite my shoulder, it hurt. While biting, he was still shouting: "Say, why are you splitting me? Why am I getting smaller? Why do you have a familiar smell on you? Why does Du You, that bastard, help you? Why did Lin Yuxi, that old witch, give me to you?"

Hell knows the answer!

It's the first time I've even heard the name Lin Yuxi, how do I know about this mess?

Biting for a while, making trouble for a while, maybe she's tired?

"Boy, the smell of blood on your body is strange, I'll just be reluctant to stay with you for a while. It was embarrassing to say, but "Lin Nineteen" really turned into a small red sword, following the wound she bit out and burrowed into my body.

There was a very wonderful feeling that she turned into a formless red mist, passing through my meridian bloodlines, following the circulation of true yuan mana, and flowing into my dantian qi sea. Then, like a small insect, it "bites" to break the boundary between the virtual and the real, and burrows into my "Daoji" world, a point above the sea of air.

Then, I "saw" that in the empty starry world, next to the Thunder Palace, a hole suddenly appeared, and a cloud of red mist squeezed into it, manifesting into a dark red star. Then, the heat, light, and information that burst out from the stars occupied a large space in the void world, and a large "planetary nebula" was exploded. The brilliant rose red, the bewitching blood diamond red, the glorious water pink, the heavy sunset red, the passionate volcanic flame red, like a huge multicolored gem. Compared to it, the Thunder Palace was like a speck of dust, tiny dust like almost invisible pixels.

"It's weird. Is this the weather like in Nahaitun? No matter, I'll go to bed first, don't look for me if there's something. The voice of "Lin Nineteen" finally became a lazy insect sound like a kitten.

What the hell is this?

How did she get into my Doji world?

I really haven't thought about how to deal with this situation now.

Could it be that the power of Yuanying Zhenjun is already so unreasonable and violates many laws?

"Senior Sister Bai Yunying, as I said just now, I will admit defeat to Lian Yunfeng in this Zhufeng performance. However, those disciples on the ship still continue to follow you and participate in the following tasks, how to assess, or how to assess. As for Chen Guanshui······"

Xie Daoqing didn't finish his words, but was stopped by An Xian'er.

"Senior Sister Daoqing, I advise you not to spoil him. ”

"Why?"

"Senior Sister Daoqing, I know that your Lian Yun Peak has not had outstanding talents for so many years, and he has always been looked down upon in the peaks under the command of Shangyang Palace, and he can't even compare to the little golden pill of Sima Yi of Tiansong Peak who has just been established for ten years. He can have a disciple under him who can directly enter the Shangyang Palace Academy, so do you also want to send Chen Guanshui over now?"

"Why not?"

"Senior Sister Daoqing, the ancestor has already been here just now, so naturally he has already seen Chen Guanshui. So you don't have to worry about it at all now, and you don't have to compare with them for such things as the admission quota of Shangyang Palace Academy. What you have to do now is to teach him a lot of things that Chen Guanshui doesn't understand, instead of just throwing him in the crocodile pond in Shangyang Palace Academy right now. We, the junior sisters, you should know best how dangerous and difficult it was in the academy back then. Those who die every year are all genius disciples of all families, clans, surnames, and peaks. Have you forgotten that the bloody battle between the disciples of the two factions in the academy, the gate valve and the Hanmen, or have you forgotten that we have also killed many guys from the Hanmen back then. ”

An Xian'er's eyes looked at me, and I looked at her calmly.

I got it, I understood what she was talking about.

She was persuading her ancestor Xie Daoqing to keep me behind, keep me by his side, slowly raise me, educate me to become a talent, and don't send me to a place like "Harvard University". And the reason is very simple, my surname is Chen, I am from a poor family, this is not something that I can wipe out if I worship Lian Yunfeng and prepare to marry the Xie family. She said that if I were sent to "Harvard University" now, I would definitely leave the control of the ancestor Xie Daoqing, and then because of my identity, I would naturally be squeezed out by the disciples of the gate valve, absorbed by the disciples of the cold sect, and then participate in the bloody war, die in an inexplicable place, and become a stepping stone for some gate valve disciples to become famous. Or, more likely, I will sever my ties with Lian Yunfeng, turn against each other, and even do some bad things.

I see, creepy understood.

Under the command of Shangyang Palace, there are twenty-seven Yuan Infants, and there are more than 790 Jindan real people, but there are less than 50 people who are not born with twenty-two surnames, most of them are surnamed Du, and the rest are all from the high-grade gate valve, and the family is supported by the ancestor of the Yuan God.

None of the disciples of the poor sect have achieved Jindan.

In other words, even those who achieved Jindan died, left, fled, rebelled, and degenerated.

Sure enough, it is a true road, and it is difficult to go to the sky!

I was like an ordinary teenager standing on a rural farm by the Mississippi River, looking at the high-end securities firm in Manhattan, New York, which eats people without spitting out bones, distorts all ethics and morals, and degenerates into money worship, **, madness, greed, and pride, just like looking at a picture scroll of "Hell Sublimation and Change".

Is this really the case in this world? Or is it the same as the previous world, it is divided into classes, with those above monopolizing the passage for promotion, and those below paying a bloody price for breaking through the glass ceiling?

"So what?"

"Hehe, you know. Shangyang Palace is not only a academy, and Qingyun Mountain is not only Shangyang Palace. If you don't want to introduce him to Yunlong Mountain, you can also hand him over to me, and I will take him to my Mogan Mountain. How?"

"We can do it too. ”

"I won't give him to you!" Xie Daoqing shouted categorically.

"Let's go, I have my own way of teaching him. ”