Reincarnated in the world of cultivation, the male protagonist and I became brothers

Rong Nian stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was covered in fog, with an occasional golden light leaking out.

"How long will it take you to climb with your feet?" Rong Nian sighed. He could fly there with his sword in a short time. Rong Nian wanted to be lazy.

Zhao Wuyin also took a look at the towering mountain. After a while, he raised his legs and walked out. Rong Nian saw that he had already left, so he gave up the idea of ​​wielding the sword and hurriedly followed.

Rong Nian hadn't climbed a mountain in a long time, but it was a bit novel. After all, there was no need for him to climb a mountain in Dangjian Peak.

Looking at the lush forest in front of him, Rong Nian felt a little better. He was taking a break from the busy work. Who knew what danger the male protagonist would encounter.

Rong Nian glanced at Zhao Wuyin beside him and sighed. The male protagonist was just a mobile trouble collector, but he had no choice but to get caught by him.

"Young man." An old voice came from beside him.

Rong Nian turned around and saw a white-haired old man, stroking his long beard and looking at them with a smile.

"Old man, what can I do for you?" Rong Nian felt relieved when he saw that he was an old man.

"Hehehe, young man, my legs and feet are inconvenient, can you carry me up the mountain?" The old man looked at Rong Nian. When Rong Nian heard these words, he felt a little strange in his heart, how did he get here with his inconvenient legs and feet?

"I have nothing to think about anymore. I just want to see the Buddha before I die." As he said this, he wiped his tears on his face with his sleeves.

The corner of Rong Nian's mouth twitched. Why was this old man engaging in moral kidnapping? This put him in a dilemma.

"Young man, you look strong, you will have no problem carrying me up the mountain." The old man looked confident.

Rong Nian couldn't help it, he seemed to have been blackmailed. The old man smiled happily and jumped on Rong Nian's back. Looking at his neat posture, it didn't look like he had any problem with his legs and feet.

Rong Nian sighed, and Zhao Wuyuan's eyes over there indicated whether he wanted to come. Rong Nian shook his head. The old man seemed to be deliberately trying to blackmail him, but with his strength, it was no problem to carry someone up the mountain. Just treat it as a day. Do a good deed.

Rong Nian carried the old man on his back and walked up the mountain. Rong Nian was quite relaxed in the front. When they were approaching the gate, Rong Nian felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier and it was difficult to walk.

"Hiss" Rong Nian screamed, sweat falling from his forehead. He could no longer take the next step, but the old man on his back was laughing heartlessly.

Zhao Wuyin naturally noticed this scene. Before he could reach Rong Nian, a golden light flashed past him and hit the old man.

"Uncle Master, you are teasing me again." The man slowly walked down the steps. Zhao Wuyuan turned around and saw that he was a Buddhist disciple. The disciple knelt on his beads and saluted the two of them.

The old man was beaten to the ground, touched his buttocks and kept shouting, "You boy, do you know what it means to respect your elders? I have to go to your master to sue you!" After that, he glared at the disciple.

"You two have something to ask for, come with me." The disciple ignored the old man's threat and seemed to be used to it.

Rong Nian rubbed his shoulders. He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary old man was actually a member of the Buddhist sect. It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. It turned out that he was tricked by this old man.

"Master." Zhao Wuyin walked up to Rong Nian. Rong Nian saw the concern on his face and waved his hand.

"Let's go." Rong Nian was not that weak. He recovered after a while, and the two of them kept up with the disciple.

When the old man saw that everyone was gone, he rolled his eyes, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked in.

"You two, please come this way. Master has been waiting for you for a long time." The disciple stepped aside and motioned for the two of them to go in. Rong Nian did not doubt that he was there, and the two of them walked into the hall.

"Yuan Lu, what does your master have to do with them?" The old man had sneaked to the main hall and was looking outside, quite curious.

Yuan Lu quickly pressed his shoulders and told him to stop looking around, "Hey, Uncle Liaofan, don't hang around here. If Master finds out..."

Yuan Lu stared at Fan, who finally knew how to restrain himself, touched his hair, cut it and left the hall.

"Uncle Master! Don't look like that and lie to others again!" Yuan Lu shouted behind him.

"I know." Liao Fan thought he was verbose, so he waved his hand and ran away.

"You two little friends, you have passed away." Rong Nian hurriedly greeted him, "Junior Rong Nian, this is my disciple Zhao Wuyin."

After Zhao Wuyin heard this, he also bowed to Chen, who smiled and nodded.

"It turns out that I am a little friend of the Tianshui Sect, and I have some connections with your master." Liao Chen was quite emotional.

"Do you know my master?" Rong Nian was a little surprised. Does this mean that he can understand the original person?

"Hahaha, it's just a one-time relationship." Liao Chen shook his head and didn't want to say more. Rong Nian felt that he must know the inside story, but the master didn't want to say more, and Rong Nian was too embarrassed to press.

"You two are here because of the fox," Liao Chen said directly. Rong Nian still couldn't react. He was stunned for a while and nodded.

"Hey, we won't help you with this." Liao Chen refused firmly.

"Junior, can I ask the reason?" Rong Nian didn't expect that Master Liaochen could refuse so straightforwardly, and he didn't even open his mouth yet.

"It's just her fault. Let's go. You don't have to stay any longer." Liao Chen waved his hand and asked them to go back.

Seeing that there was no room for turning around, Rong Nian bit his lip and left with Zhao Wuyin.

"6, is it okay if we don't help the fox?" Rong Nian asked in his mind, and he didn't know if it would affect the plot.

"Probably not. There is no detection of plot elements, so it will be fine." 666 assured Rongnian.

Rong Nian breathed a sigh of relief, this was all he could do, Master Ren said he wouldn't help, so he couldn't kidnap someone here.

Rong Nian walked out of the door and sighed. He finally got here, but returned empty-handed. He didn't know how to explain to Qing Luo.

"Let's go." Rong Nian said to Zhao Wuyin. Zhao Wuyin followed his footsteps, but he didn't care. Maybe the evil ghost could be used if he couldn't reincarnate, Wuyin thought.

"Mulao, can the evil spirit be conquered?" Zhao Wuyin asked what was in his mind.

"Yes, I don't know much about this. Only ghost cultivators can master this way."

"Ghost cultivator?" Zhao Wuyin didn't expect there to be such cultivators.

"Yes, ghost cultivators are rare. They are the only ones who inherit the secrets of the Hundred Ghost Sect. I don't know if they still exist." Mu Lao recalled that after so many years in the outside world, he could not guarantee that they still existed.

Zhao Wuyin felt confident. It seemed that if this evil ghost wanted to surrender, it would definitely not be possible with his current strength.

"Hey, are you just leaving like that?" A young man blocked the road in front of Rong Nian. He was wearing a smart outfit but had a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, which looked unharmonious.

"Who are you?" Rong Nian looked at the person blocking the road in front of him. He looked around and found that he really didn't recognize him and didn't know where he came from.

The man coughed twice, "Hehehe, I'm not in good condition." Liao Fan had a young face, but his voice was old and vicissitudes, which was very strange.

"It's you." Rong Nian realized that it was the old man who was playing tricks on him, and it turned out to be a young man pretending to be him.

"I'm going to the mortal world." He introduced with a grin, without any sense of regret.

"In Xia Rongnian, this is my apprentice Zhao Wuyuan." Liao Fan nodded in agreement.

Rong Nian didn't want to talk to him anymore. With his personality, he didn't know if he would be blackmailed again.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't leave. You are really rude. I'm talking to you!" Liao Fan reached out and patted Rong Nian's shoulder. Rong Nian was really annoyed and took out Guiquan and gave it to him backhand. With one sword strike, the light of the sword passed over his neck and stopped beside his hair. Liao Fan swallowed.

Rong Nian realized what he was doing and quickly retracted his sword and pinched his temples. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he was so angry all of a sudden.

"It's a good sword. It cuts hair like mud." Liao Fan looked unconcerned and pulled a few hairs from behind.

Zhao Wuyin was startled by Rong Nian's sudden riot. Rong Nian had rarely done anything in front of him in the past few years. This was the first time that he had actively attacked others. He defined this behavior as being too annoying.

Liao Fan didn't think so. The two brothers seemed to put their hands on Rong Nian's shoulders. Rong Nian took his hand off his shoulders and patted the dust on his shoulders in disgust.

Liao Fan took back his hand with a smile, "My senior brother won't help, but I can help."

When Rong Nian heard this, he stopped in his tracks. He had forgotten that the disciple called him uncle, so naturally his senior brother was... dead.

Rong Nian turned around and looked at the indifferent Liao Fan. He looked carefree and had thick hair on his head. How could he be able to practice Buddhism like this? Rong Nian was very skeptical.

"Hey, what's the matter with that suspicious look in your eyes? You don't believe me?" Liao Fan flashed his Buddha beads and raised his palm to attack Rong Nian. Rong Nian looked at that palm and thought of the injured palm. This time He reacted quickly and dodged sideways. Liao Fan saw that he had avoided it. He changed his hand shape and grabbed it to the side. Rong Nian lowered his head and turned around and stabbed Fan's arm, but it couldn't go in. Liao Fan raised the corners of his mouth and raised his leg. With one sweep, Rong Nian quickly dodged. The two fought fiercely, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while.

"Vajra body? The descendants of Buddhism are quite good." Mu Lao tied his beard and watched the battle.

Zhao Wuyin looked at the two fighting in silence. The two were probably about the same level of cultivation, but in terms of actual combat experience, Rong Nian was definitely better.

Liao Fan gradually lost ground with his physical skills. He pulled away, squinted and tore off the string of beads in his hand. The beads were wrapped in golden light and circled around Fan. Liao Fan waved his hand, and the beads appeared like He had eyes and hit Rong Nian.

Rong Nian looked at the Buddha beads that were coming, and felt very calm. He didn't know why, but he felt like he was connected to Guiquan. This feeling was very strange. He just wanted to have a fight at the moment.

Guiquan stood in front of the door. Rong Nian turned his wrist and used the Tianshui sword technique to knock back all the beads. One of them hit the heart gate of Fan. Liao Fan hurriedly raised his hand to catch it. Only then did the beads escape. hit.

Rong Nian had come to Fan's side and kicked him to the ground. The kick made Fan cough. Rong Nian stepped on Fan's heart. He raised his hand and threw Gui Quan into Fan's ear. Rong Nian swallowed his saliva. Rong Nian was lowering his head, his hair falling from his shoulders, with a hazy beauty that made Fan stunned.

Liao Fan watched the red lips part slightly and heard his voice echoing in his ears.

"You can not."