Chapter 67 Don't forget it, all the voices are sad

"Alright!"

Lin Chen reached out and gently scratched Bing Ling'er's nose.

"Huh?"

Bing Ling'er opened her eyes with a little surprise, looked at Lin Chen, seemed to be a little squirming, and said with a little shyness: "This ...... That's all?"

"Yes, I used to frolic with my sister like this, otherwise what do you think I want?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

Suddenly, for some reason, Bing Ling'er's face turned red, she grabbed the hem of her skirt tightly, glared at Lin Chen fiercely, and turned away.

Lin Chen said strangely: "What...... Hey, why are you biting this girl?"

Before Lin Chen's words fell, he saw that the girl in front of him suddenly pounced on him and bit him fiercely, Bing Ling'er grimaced at him and said to the "Pixiu":

"Xiaobai, come over to me, don't pay attention to that nerd!"

"Pixiu" glanced up at her, yawned, and lay on Lin Chen's lap again, squinting his eyes, as if he was quite comfortable and quiet, this gesture of ignorance stomped Bing Ling's foot angrily.

Lin Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiaobai, this can't be the name you gave it, right?"

Bing Ling'er snorted and didn't deny it.

Lin Chen laughed and touched the big head of "Pixiu", this spirit beast's nose lightly snorted a few breaths, and it seemed to be very comfortable.

"Pixiu" is one of the five ancient beasts, regarded as a symbol of auspiciousness by the world, others are too late to worship it, you are good, and call it Xiaobai, uh, but the name is quite appropriate. ”

Lin Chen looked at Xiao Bai's gray hair, the white fur was as bright as snow, and it was smooth to the touch.

Bing Ling'er was angry for a while, and when she heard Lin Chen's words at this moment, she seemed to have forgotten to be angry, and couldn't help but be curious: "There are still five great rui beasts in ancient times?

Lin Chen picked a bamboo leaf casually, played with it a few times, and said: "In addition to this Pixiu, there are also phoenixes, dragons, unicorns and turtles, legend has it that these ancient beasts have lived for more than 10,000 years, but no one can see them, so ah, there are so many myths and legends circulating in the world, most of them are created by the imagination of the world." ”

Saying that, Lin Chen's heart moved, and he thought again: "That desolate ancient beast can also be regarded as a divine dragon, right?" Maybe it's a demon dragon, uh, Qingluan seems to be an ancient divine bird clan, and Kunpeng, counting this Pixiu in front of me, there are quite a few absurd spirits I've seen......"

Thinking like this, Lin Chen gently put the bamboo leaves to his mouth, and a beautiful and melodious rhythm echoed in this quiet bamboo forest, the sound was not very loud at first, but it was long, Bing Ling'er only felt that there was an indescribable beauty in his ears, the original poignant tune, played by the bamboo leaves, but there was another charm.

Bing Ling'er's eyes flashed, she looked at Lin Chen with envy, and said, "How do you understand so many things, how does this leaf make a sound, teach me." As she spoke, she also picked a bamboo leaf, learned from Lin Chen to put it to her mouth, and blew it a few times, but no sound came out.

At the end of the song, Lin Chenfang smiled and pointed at Bing Ling'er a few times, this girl is smart by nature, and it didn't take long to understand the tricks of playing this bamboo leaf, but she couldn't blow Lin Chen's affectionate rhythm.

"Now, what's the name of that song you just played?"

"Don't forget. Lin Chen Huo Ran raised his head and looked up at the far east, and after a long time, Fang Dao.

Bing Ling'er silently read a few times, only to feel an inexplicable confusion in her heart, and silently looked at the back of the young man in front of her.

At this moment, he is the figure, and he seems to be a little depressed.

She watched silently, stunned.

"Lin Chen, do you want to leave here, or I'll steal ......?"

Lin Chen shook his head slightly, interrupted her words, and suddenly smiled: "I, Lin Chen, am a good man, how can I not believe in my words." ”

"By the way, what did you come to me for today? Your master has punished you for copying scriptures again?"

"No, today Elder Binghe proposed the election ceremony of the pavilion master, the master didn't like it, and argued with him in the Guanghan Palace for a few words, and broke up unhappily, people saw that the master was angry, and they didn't dare to disturb her, so they came to look for you if they had nothing to do. ”

Bing Ling'er said, her face was worried.

Lin Chen was stunned, in the past year and a half, from Bing Ling'er's words, he more or less knew a little about Binglan Cloud Pavilion.

Bing Lan Yun Pavilion since the sudden disappearance of a generation of pavilion master Huang Binglan, the pavilion master has been empty, thousands of years, the pavilion has gradually divided into two factions of men and women, one is dominated by the Star Moon Temple controlled by Bing Ling'er's master, the Lord of the Star Palace, and the other is dominated by the Lingyun Pavilion controlled by the Binghe Dao people, these two factions have always disagreed, but when Huang Binglan reigned, the affairs of the Bing Lan Cloud Pavilion were mostly dominated by the Star and Moon Temple, and after her disappearance, this tradition also continued. It's just that after so many years, the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion have gradually increased, and the yang has flourished and the yin has declined, faintly suppressing the Star Moon Temple.

I'm afraid that Elder Binghe wants to be the pavilion master himself, Lin Chen secretly thought in his heart.

Originally, men cultivating immortals have an innate advantage over women, in the world of cultivating immortals, men have seven treasures, women have five leaks, it is easy for men to cultivate immortals, and it is difficult for women to cultivate immortals, this is a fact recognized by the entire cultivation world, there are many male disciples in Lingyun Pavilion, and it is understandable that Elder Binghe is domineering.

"Then what is your master going to do?" Lin Chen asked.

"Master didn't say anything, he only instructed Senior Sister Binglan to send more people to find out the whereabouts of the 'Ice Spirit Divine Light', this is also our discouragement, if we have a few more disciples in the Dan Dao period, how can we be afraid of Lingyun Pavilion!" Bing Ling'er raised her fist and said indignantly.

Lin Chen muttered in his heart, not to mention the importance of Lingsha, if the Dan Dao period can be passed so easily, how can it be divided into one of the three major watersheds of immortals for Xuanmen, among the Xuanmen, there is never a shortage of shocking materials, but how many people have fallen on this hurdle, even if it is as big as the ancient god sect on Shu Mountain, the disciples of the Dan Dao period are not more than a hundred, here you can see the first step of the three steps of this immortal, how difficult it is to take.

Looking at the worried look of the girl in front of her, although she had that amazing forgetful period of cultivation, how many ice spirits could there be in the entire Star Moon Temple?

Lin Chen thought of the woman who was as noble as a goddess, although she forcibly stayed in the Binglan Cloud Pavilion, but she did not restrain her freedom, and the girl in front of her regarded herself as a confidant who could speak, thinking about this, Lin Chen couldn't help but sigh: "Don't think about it so much, the main cultivation of the Star Hall is a celestial, I don't think that Elder Binghe dares to do anything with the Star Moon Temple." ”

"Hmm. ”

Bing Ling'er responded, and said, "You have to send this firewood to the chores today, and Xiaobai and I will accompany you." ”

......

On the way, Lin Chen looked at Xiao Bai, who was extremely dissatisfied with the full firewood, his face was all strange, and then looked at the girl, bouncing next to its huge body, and said: "Xiao Bai is good, wait a minute, I will ask you Brother Lin Chen to get something good for you to eat~!"

Lin Chen patted her head, I'm afraid it's your own greed, since that time she tasted Bing Ling'er's unique skill of his hand-roasted chicken, she has been thinking about it, and she wants to get her own food every day, and she also brings ingredients over from time to time, every time she looks at her sly smile, I am afraid that I don't know where to get this ingredient, and looking at Xiaobai's aggrieved look, Lin Chen suddenly felt funny, which made the ancient spirit beast, but also the beast of the sect to control the firewood, in the world of cultivating immortals, I am afraid it is not unprecedented, and it is also a unique thing.

"Hey, Ling'er, if you have the heart to help me, wouldn't it be okay to just use the true yuan to help me transport it?" Lin Chen said helplessly.

Bing Ling'er glanced at him, and said dissatisfiedly: "What you said is good, let people see me riding a pile of wood in the air, not laughing at the dead, let the master know, and punish me for copying the scriptures I don't know how many times." ”

Lin Chen was angry and funny, and secretly thought in his heart, let your master know that you let "Pixiu" run around with a pile of firewood, I am afraid that you will be punished even more.

On this winding mountain road, Lin Chen walked in front, listening to the silver bell-like laughter of the girl behind him from time to time, resounding under the blue sky and white clouds, and he didn't feel a warmth in his heart, as if time had returned to the old Forgotten Dust Peak.