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

Liao Fan burst out laughing when he heard this. Rong Nian heard that he could still laugh, so he kicked his feet angrily. He didn't want to pay attention to him and was about to leave when he raised his feet. Liao Fan grabbed his calf.

"Hey, you beat me like this without even helping me. This is the cultivation of the first sword cultivator." Liao Fan raised his eyebrows, but before the smile on his lips fell, Rong Nian put his sword against his throat. , Liao Fan quickly put his hands in front of him, pretending to be innocent, and Rong Nian walked to Zhao Wuyin and pulled him down the mountain.

Liao Fan looked intently at Rong Nian's leaving figure. Blood came out from his mouth. Liao Fan raised his hand to wipe it. He didn't care much, but... Liao Fan watched Rong Nian tugging on Zhao Wuyuan's sleeve. He suddenly looked at the boy. A little unhappy.

"This is the strength of Tianshui swordsmanship..." Zhao Wuyuan thought to himself and glanced at the irritable Rong Nian.

"Rong Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is really good and has a lot of flavor." Mu Lao praised sincerely. Zhao Wuyin knew that getting Mu Lao's praise showed his recognition of Rong Nian's strength. How long would it take for him to catch up with him?

"6, ah, was I handsome just now?" Rong Nian proudly showed off to 666. This was the first time he had used his sword skills completely against someone. Last time, he was beaten down before he even started. It was so embarrassing. .

"Handsome, handsome!! It's just that when did you integrate so well? Before, you seemed to have poor integration with the original swordsmanship." 666 was also very happy to see his improvement in swordsmanship, although this improvement was just catching up with the original's strength. .

"I don't know, it seems that it was after he came out of the reincarnation realm." Rong Nian thought. It seemed that his mood changed a lot after coming out of the reincarnation realm, but his swordsmanship improved, which can be regarded as gains and losses.

"Hey! Just wait for me, maybe I can be your benefactor!" Liao Fan walked quickly and reached the two of them in a short while.

"Who wants your help? Let's go." Liao Fan was like a piece of candy that he couldn't get rid of.

"Hey, if you don't let me help, I have to help." Liao Fan followed Rong Nian shamelessly.

"Follow if you like." Rong Nian rolled his eyes at Fan and quickened his pace.

"You?...are back so soon?" Qing Luo looked at the three people in front of her, a little surprised. It was not dark yet and they were back. It was different from what she expected.

"Well, Master Liao Chen doesn't want to help." Rong Nian said truthfully. Qing Luo opened her mouth, with a bit of bitterness on her face, and nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Hey! If my senior brother doesn't help, then I can do it too. There's no need to bother him." Liao Fan was a little dissatisfied.

"You? You can't even beat me, let's forget it." Rong Nian looked sideways at Fan, expressing contempt for his confident posture.

"You??!! You're bullying people because you're a swordsman." Liao Fan curled his lips.

"Can you really help me?" Qing Luo asked as if she was in a hurry and seeking medical attention.

"Little fox, I, Master Liao Fan, can't lie to you." Liao Fan looked like a master, which made Rong Nian feel a little nauseous. How could this man call himself a master?

"That's great." Qing Luo cried excitedly.

"Let me say it first. The things you did are some sins that you need to fight on your own. Go back as soon as possible." Liao Fan rarely looked serious for a moment.

When Qing Luo heard this, she sighed, "I understand, I just can't let go of An Qing."

"There is a time in life, there is no time in life..." Liao Fan stopped talking and just glanced at Qing Luo. Qing Luo understood and looked a little sad.

Rong Nian couldn't understand their riddles, "Let's go, since you want to help." Rong Nian lifted his legs and got on the carriage. Zhao Wuyin went to drive the carriage consciously. Seeing this, Qing Luo also climbed onto the carriage, and Liao Fan naturally wanted to get in. , but was kicked out by Rong Nian.

Liao Fan touched his chest and sat next to Zhao Wuyin, "Has your master's temper always been so bad?"

Zhao Wuyin looked at the road in front of him, holding the reins in his hands, as if he didn't want to reply to Fan's words. Liao Fan touched his nose. One was irritable, one was cold, and the other was not a human being. There was no one to talk to.

It was difficult to travel late at night, so the group stopped by the creek to rest and wait for the sky to brighten before setting off.

Rong Nian looked at the three people in front of him with expectation in his eyes. He kept turning the grilled fish in his hand and sprinkled it with the ingredients he brought with him. The small ingredients fell into the fire, giving off a burnt aroma.

Qing Luo swallowed her saliva. She had already experienced Rong Nian's cooking skills on the road. His cooking was so delicious that she couldn't stop eating.

Rong Nian handed the grilled fish to Zhao Wuyuan first, and then to Qing Luo. Qing Luo took the fish gratefully and tasted it in small bites, with a happy smile on her face.

Liao Fan looked at Rong Nian expectantly, but Rong Nian made no move and started eating alone. The smile on Liao Fan's face froze.

"Hey! Aren't you going to take care of your benefactor's food? It's really rude!" After Liao Fan said this, he pressed Qingluo with his eyes. Qingluo's eyes were wandering, and she obviously didn't want to give up her share, so she started to eat quickly. stand up.

"You monk, what kind of meat do you want to eat? Just eat grass, it's everywhere." Rong Nian replied seriously.

The corner of Liao Fan's mouth twitched, he wouldn't really let him eat grass, so he started to change his tactics and stared at Rong Nian pitifully.

"Rong Nian~ I've been hungry all day~" Rong Nian got goosebumps all over his body when he shouted. He stretched out his hand and handed out the bit he had bitten. Liao Fan didn't dislike it and took it happily and started eating.

Liao Fan took a bite, and the fish fibers jumped in his mouth, and the delicious juice flowed into his throat. He had never eaten such delicious grilled fish, and he didn't know how Rong Nian did it.

Liao Fan stared at Rong Nian, which made Rong Nian's heart tremble and his temples tightened, "What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't expect that you would have such a bad temper, but your cooking would be so delicious." Liao Fan sighed with emotion.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Rong Nian replied expressionlessly. This was just what he thought. He ignored him and continued to grill the fish. He was not full yet. .

After Zhao Wuyin finished eating, he helped Rong Nian adjust the fire. Rong Nian was very concerned about the heat and always used branches to pull it back and forth. Zhao Wuyin mastered the technique after watching it once. Although he still couldn't bake it, he still controlled the fire. OK.

Liao Fan watched Zhao Wuyin sit next to Rongnian, swallow the last bite of fish, and narrowed his eyes.

"Let me help too." Liao Fan sat on the other side of Rong Nian. Rong Nian hurriedly moved to Zhao Wuyuan, but unexpectedly Fan moved up to him, so the three of them sat together like hamburgers. Young veins are twitching wildly.

"Why are you here to help? Do you want to help with food?" Rong Nian looked at Fan angrily.

Liao Fan picked up a branch from somewhere and carried it in the fire. Rong Nian watched the sparks dancing in front of him and happily jumped onto the fish. Rong Nian was speechless and choked.

"Can you calm down for a while?" As soon as Rong Nian finished speaking, Gui Quan had already inserted himself in front of Fan. Liao Fan withdrew his hand and sat quietly next to Rong Nian, holding his head and watching Rong Nian grilling fish.

Rong Nian was disgusted by what he looked at and felt uncomfortable all over. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he put the fish into Zhao Wuyin's hand and turned around to sit on the other side.

"Wuyin, you go ahead and eat it." Rong Nian gave up. He wouldn't starve to death if he didn't eat. Zhao Wuyin nodded and put the fish into his mouth. It seemed a little mushy and his mouth felt bitter, but he still ate it.

Qing Luo watched the interaction between the three of them and laughed out loud, her eyes moving between the three of them.

"Hey, little fox, what are you laughing at?" Liao Fan said angrily when he saw Rong Nian leaving.

"I'm laughing at you." Qing Luo laughed at Liao Fan without any secret.

"I'm your benefactor, you have to show some respect to me." Liao Fan gritted his teeth and threatened, Qing Luo nodded seriously in response.

Rong Nian ignored what was going on outside the window and practiced with his eyes closed. He seldom rested now, and his dreams were a bit scary. He was so scared when he saw the color red.

When he opened his eyes, it was already bright, and the group continued to set off towards Muye Town.

The carriage stopped in front of the dilapidated gate. The four of them stood in front of the gate, but they felt that there was a strange atmosphere in the town.

Rong Nian was the first to walk into the town. Yellow symbols were posted everywhere. Everyone realized that there seemed to be a formation in this place, but this formation should have no effect on people. They walked in and were not attacked.

Rong Nian knelt down and looked at the ruddy patterns on the ground that looked like ghostly drawings.

When Liao Fan saw this scene, he frowned and squatted down to touch the red pattern. He traced his hand on the ground and twisted the red color in his hand.

"Cinnabar?" Liao Fan groped out the material of the red thread, but had no clue about the formation. He was about to stand up, but someone seemed to be attacking him. Liao Fan raised his eyes, knocked the thing away with a palm, and looked towards In the darkness, his eyes were sharp.

Rong Nian looked at the paper man disappearing on the ground, with a strange smile on its face. Rong Nian stopped looking because he was afraid of having nightmares at night.

"Buddhist cultivator? Interesting." The man in black robe walked out of the shadows. The brim of his hat was wide, covering his face, but judging from his body shape, he seemed to be young.

"Humph, are you just pretending to be a ghost?" Liao Fan held the Buddhist beads in his hand and looked at the man in black robe.

"Hahahahahaha, are you pretending to be a ghost? You're just looking for a ghost." The man in black robe did not want to say anything and turned to leave. A bunch of paper figures appeared behind him, with exaggerated laughter and red painted on the paper figures' mouths. The glare.

The paper man came towards them. Liao Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and threw out the beads in his hand. They scattered instantly and gathered the paper men together. After a while, they all disappeared. Rong Nian saw that his beads were still there. Being able to operate like this seems to be a bit of strength.

"It would be rude to leave without saying hello." Liao Fan had already arrived in front of the man and reached out to reach his neck, but Liao Fan's hand stopped midway, and there was an air that stopped him from moving forward.

"Azi." A man appeared, and it was he who grabbed Fan's hand. Liao Fan was startled when he saw the man who suddenly appeared in front of him. He quickly retracted his hand and shot out a golden light. He tilted his head to avoid it.

Liao Fan stepped back, and everyone saw the man's face clearly, with blue skin, white pupils, and a red line dividing his face into two.

"Puppet?" Liao Fan retreated to the crowd, but he still knew himself.

Rong Nian looked at the puppet. He seemed to be holding a black sword in his hand. It was pure black, but somewhat similar to the sword of the male protagonist.

"Azi, kill them."

The puppet moved, raising its sword and attacking them quickly.