I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

"Yes, Master!"

Song Siming heard Li Cheng calling him.

Regardless of the discomfort, he quickly nodded and sat down cross-legged under Li Cheng.

He closed his eyes and meditated following Xiaoyue who was not far away.

Strangely enough, as soon as Song Siming arrived in front of Li Cheng.

He was so cold that he gritted his teeth, and the biting chill on his body slowly disappeared.

Many distracting thoughts in my mind gradually disappeared.

What replaced it was an ethereal feeling that made Song Siming extremely relaxed.

Suddenly, Song Siming saw a sea of ​​flowers blooming towards him.

As if for a moment, Song Siming was swimming in the sea of ​​clouds and facing the bright starry sky.

Suddenly, Song Siming heard the concern and reproach from his parents.

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Li Cheng saw that Song Siming had quickly entered samadhi.

The expression is neither sad nor happy.

The nearby excited aura and the essence of the sun and moon slowly seeped into his body.

It shows that this kid has the conditions to practice.

Li Cheng suddenly couldn't make up his mind.

Do you want to kill him now?

Previously, Li Cheng thought he was just a mortal.

Without its endowment, one would not be qualified to practice at all.

Unexpectedly, Song Siming had hidden aptitude for cultivation.

Li Cheng immediately became alert.

It has already appeared in my mind that Song Siming will smile evilly and cut it in half with a big ax!

kill?Or not to kill?

Li Cheng was in a dilemma.

There is no moral problem with it.

What morals can there be about a tree?

It's just that those few elixirs really need people to handle them carefully.

When Song Siming was initially retained, Li Cheng had other uses.

That is to teach Qingcang and the others how to read and learn some common sense about the world.

Li Cheng thought very far.

It may not leave here.

But these little guys may one day take on human form and walk out of the mountains.

Go to the strange and ever-changing world of cultivation.

Some knowledge points are necessary.

Otherwise, I won’t even know if I’m being sold in the future.

"Forget it, let's watch it for a while."

Li Cheng glanced at Song Siming and made a decision.

Completely unaware of Song Siming, who had been swinging back and forth several times before the door of hell was closed.

At this time, he was immersed in the mysterious and mysterious scenes in his mind with many changes.

When Song Siming opened his eyes, the sky and the earth were already bright.

The chirping of birds nearby and the sound of running water in the distance reached my ears.

In front of us is a lush green area full of life.

It is the human world.

"call!"

Song Siming let out a big sigh of relief.

Then he turned around and kowtowed respectfully to Li Cheng.

Treat it as a greeting.

"My disciple benefited a lot last night, thank you so much, Master!"

Thinking of all the scenes I saw last night.

Song Siming had deep feelings.

Some of the knots in my mind from the past have been resolved, as well as things that I have never fully understood.

Even his temperament is a little more free and easy, a little less frivolous.

"Well, you go.

If you take good care of those three elixir plants, Master will consider giving you a great opportunity! "

Li Cheng replied softly.

It saw Song Siming's sincere affection and seemed to really treat Li Cheng as a master.

Li Cheng's heart showed murderous intent again.

Because Li Cheng was afraid that he was pretending.

As a staff member of the palace, it is common sense that the city is very deep.

"Yes, I will definitely live up to my master's trust!"

Song Siming was overjoyed when he heard about the great opportunity.

The corners of his mouth could hardly hold up.

Quickly turn around and go water the three ancestor plants.

Seeing this, Li Cheng withdrew the tree roots that hid murderous intent.

Perhaps because he had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for a long time, Li Cheng began to gradually control the tree roots growing under him.

If Li Cheng is willing, he can use seven or eight tree roots.

At the same time, he stabbed and killed Song Siming.

"Oh, why are you so confused!"

Li Cheng was a little upset.

He stopped looking at Song Siming and continued to talk.

Save someone who can't help it and stab him to death!

Song Siming took the wooden shovel used by the little ape and ran to a distance to shovel the snow that had not completely melted.

Carefully grind it with your hands to turn it into water and pour it on the three spiritual herbs.

Then Song Siming began to plan the medicinal fields.

The three spiritual grasses in front of me were just dug holes and planted.

The distance and range are wrong.

If they really grow out, they will all be squeezed together.

Song Siming couldn't stand it and re-planned it in his mind.

But without iron tools, the simple wooden shovel was useless.

If he wanted to use it to shovel soil, Song Siming felt that it would be more reliable to use his hands.

Then, Song Siming really used his hands.

I found two sharp rocks in the forest.

Digging hard.

Kozaru and Satsuki stood aside curiously.

Watching Song Siming work hard.

I can't figure out what he is doing.

However, Li Cheng told him to take good care of Song Siming.

So the little ape brought back a lot of fruits from the mountains and forests to feed Song Siming.

Song Siming looked at the pile of green fruits.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head at his fourth senior brother.

But Song Siming is indeed hungry with his chest pressed against his back.

It smelled really good soon.

When he was full, he continued digging until his hands were cut into shapes, but Song Siming still persisted.

"Is this guy acting with me?"

Li Cheng watched all this silently.

Then he was shocked and doubtful, and stopped paying attention.

It took three days in a row for Song Siming to clear out more than a foot of medicine field.

He carefully dug out the three spiritual grasses that had been planted and changed their positions.

Although his hands became bloody and bloody because of this, it hurt when touched.

But this is the task given to him by the master.

Song Siming felt that he should do well no matter what.

This is different from how he lived in Nanjing Prince's Mansion, eating and drinking every day and waiting to die.

When Song Siming came here, he felt for the first time that he was living for himself.

Go fight for that little chance!

"You did very well.

Today you and your senior brother go to the foot of the mountain to see what’s going on with the human race.

After finding out the situation, come back and report it to me! "

Li Cheng saw that there was no movement among the people in Nanjing Prince's Mansion for several days.

I was confused for a moment and thought about asking Qing Cang to see what was going on.

But after all, Qing Cang is not as bright as Song Siming.

Li Cheng wanted them to go together.

"Master, this disciple can guess what King Nanjing and the others are thinking."

After hearing this, Song Siming roughly understood what Prince Nanjing and the others were thinking at the moment without thinking too much.

After all, Song Siming was originally a confidant of King Nanjing.

As soon as King Nanjing raised his buttocks, Song Siming knew whether he was going to poop or pee.

"Oh? Tell me and listen."

Li Cheng became curious and asked.

"Master, senior brother is very strong and can control the air. His body is as solid as iron, and ordinary arrows cannot hurt him at all.

They probably had no way to deal with their senior brother, so the disciples guessed that they were looking for reinforcements. "

Song Siming sat down cross-legged, thought carefully and then answered Li Cheng.

What ideas can the people under King Nanjing come up with?

Song Siming knows this best.

So Song Siming spoke very firmly.

"Reinforcements? Are you saying they came to find the monks?"

Li Cheng quickly figured out the key.

Wouldn't it be necessary for monks to be able to deal with Qing Cang's reinforcements?

"Well, if my disciple's guess is correct, King Nanjing should be looking for the Xuanshan Sect!"

Song Siming nodded.

Although there are other ways, King Nanjing will definitely choose this.

Because the monks regard money as dirt, they will not have any conflict of interest with him.

This is key.

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