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

Rong Nian didn't want to pay attention to the person behind him, but he had already called him by his first name in public, as if he didn't say hello, and it seemed that he was not polite. He was struggling, and the person had already walked up behind him and put his hand on his on the shoulders.

"Rong Nian, why don't you reply?" Rong Nian turned his head and glanced at Fan, silently removed his hand and continued walking forward. He really shouldn't be entangled here.

"Hey, we've been through life and death, so there's no need for such a cold attitude." Liao Fan wasn't annoyed, he was used to Rong Nian's attitude of ignoring him.

"What do you want to do?" Rong Nian felt that what he said made sense, so he let him put his arm on his shoulder.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to catch up with you. Where is your apprentice? Isn't he with you?" Liao Fan looked around, but he really didn't see Zhao Wuyin.

"He should have gone to a resting place and didn't follow me." Liao Fan nodded thoughtfully.

"You can live in the same courtyard with me for a while."

"Huh? Isn't it assigned?" Rong Nian glanced at Fan. This courtyard was assigned by Baming Pavilion according to sects, so how could he still choose on his own?

"Then you and I..." Liao Fan thought of something and finally closed his mouth.

"Hehe, I forgot." Liao Fan said with a smile. Rong Nian didn't believe that he forgot, but he didn't bother to care what he was thinking.

"You two, please come inside." The man in purple robe led Rong Nian and the others through the door, then reached out and stopped Rong Nian again.

"Senior Liaofan, stay here."

Liao Fan didn't force his way in. He nodded and found a place to stay, waiting for Rong Nian to come out.

"I have been waiting here for a long time. Please take your seats."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master." The two of them sat down and drank tea.

The Pavilion Master of Baming Pavilion called them here to explain the arrangements for the conference and other matters. Rong Nian was only responsible for escorting them, so Elder Li discussed everything with the Pavilion Master.

When they were done discussing, they bowed out and left. As soon as Rong Nian went out, he saw Liao Fan squatting on the steps with his head hanging down. Elder Li had left earlier, and now there were only two people left at the door.

Rong Nian patted Fan, who shook his head and opened his eyes, "You've been gone for a long time."

"They are so immersed in the conversation that I can't help it, let's go." Rong Nian told the truth, he only wanted to drink tea inside.

"Go shopping with me?" Liao Fan asked, putting his arm around his shoulder. Rong Nian wanted to refuse, but thinking of the bustling scene he saw on the boat, he nodded.

"Let's invite Wuyuan to join us." Rong Nian thought of Meng Hulu, who only knew how to practice. Now that he has come to the Zhongzhou Conference, he should be given a holiday.

"No matter what you do, you must bring your apprentice with you." Liao Fan said with a bit of sourness.

Rong Nian glanced at him and said, "You will be my disciple and I will take you with me." After that, he walked towards the courtyard where Tianshui Sect was written.

"That's... not impossible." Liao Fan touched his chin, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility.

"Stop mumbling. If you don't want to go, just leave." Rong Nian waved his hand and Liao Fan became anxious and quickly followed.

The person who organized the courtyard knew that Zhao Wuyuan was Rong Nian's apprentice, so he was assigned a separate courtyard for him.

The two of them came to the front of the hospital chattering. Just as Rong Nian was about to walk in, he found a goose-yellow figure in the courtyard. Zhao Wuyin would not wear this color. He quickly stopped and pulled Fan. behind yourself.

Liao Fan didn't know what Rong Nian meant. Just when he was about to speak, the other party made a gesture to him. Liao Fan quickly shut his mouth and looked in the direction Rong Nian pointed.

"Junior brother Zhao...Zhao...Junior brother, I, I...I." Jin Fulu was really nervous and couldn't say a complete sentence for a while. Zhao Wuyin saw that her face was getting redder and redder, and the words seemed to be fighting in her mouth, not knowing which word to use. come out.

"Senior sister, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhao Wuyuan spoke clearly, and Jin Fulu's face turned red when he heard his voice.

"I...I want to ask you out to go to the market!" As if he had made up his mind, Jin Fulu yelled at Zhao Wuyin. Zhao Wuyin was stunned by the yelling, and it took him a while to recover.

Zhao Wuyin didn't want to go out. He wanted to consolidate his cultivation at this time to avoid mistakes in the Zhongzhou Conference. He was silent for a while and prepared to speak.

"Boundless." Rong Nian teased with a smile, leading Fan in from the door.

Zhao Wuyin heard Rong Nian's voice and turned to greet him.

Jin Fulu didn't react until he saw Rong Nian walking in front of him, and stammered, "Uncle Rong...Rong...Uncle." It was like the class teacher caught him confessing his puppy love, which made Rong Nian laugh.

"I just heard you said you were going to the market, right?" Rong Nian asked Jin Fulu. She looked ashamed and waved to Rong Nian quickly.

"No, uncle..." Jin Fulu's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and he lowered his head in shame and anger.

Rong Nian covered his mouth and chuckled. He was happy before it was too late. He didn't expect that Zhao Wuyuan was so charming that young girls would come to his door.

"Ahem, in that case, why not come together." Jin Fulu's ears twitched slightly, but he was still a little happy to hear that they could be together.

So, the four people walked side by side in the market, and the handsome men and beauties attracted a lot of attention.

Rong Nian has always been most curious about going to the market, and the market on Baming Island is a little different. It sells everything. There are a lot of them, and all kinds of medicinal herbs and spiritual treasures are very common.

Rong Nian had never seen this battle before and looked at each stall curiously.

Jin Fulu was very reserved at first. She followed Rong Nian around, but she gradually let go. She looked at the stall not far away. On the stall was a beautiful hairpin, decorated with rubies, which was particularly dazzling.

As soon as Jin Fulu stretched out her hand, the hairpin was snatched away by one hand. Jin Fulu looked next to her and saw a brightly dressed woman holding the hairpin and looking at it. There were several men behind her, who looked like her bodyguards. .

"I want this hairpin." The woman put it down casually and asked the people behind her to pay. Jin Fulu looked at her and wanted to fight for it. She quite liked this hairpin.

"Girl, I wonder if you can..." The woman didn't listen to her at all and walked away as soon as she took the hairpin. Jin Fulu sighed and returned to the army in frustration.

Rong Nian was looking at various spiritual treasures in front of a stall. He had already bought some. If he bought more, he would probably get scolded by his senior brother again. He sighed and turned to look at the three people behind him.

Zhao Wuyin had always had no idea about these objects, and his expression was cold, while Liao Fan smiled flatteringly, and Rong Nian pretended not to see them.

But this girl seems to be named Jin Fulu...

"What's wrong?" Jin Fulu saw Rong Nian's caring eyes and felt a little aggrieved for a moment, so he told Rong Nian calmly. After saying that, he felt that he was being pretentious and a little embarrassed.

"It's okay. You can pick another one and I'll pay for it." Rong Nian said generously. With his financial resources, it would be okay to give him a hairpin.

The group of them changed stalls. Rong Nian looked at the various accessories and was dazzled by them. Jin Fulu was particularly happy to choose them.

"Uncle Master, what do you think of this?" Jin Fulu chose a green hairpin, which was refreshing and bright on his head. Rong Nian nodded with a smile and waved his hand to pay.

"Wait a minute, I'm interested in this hairpin." The woman was very grand, and the guards she brought with her took all the passersby away, and she slowly walked to Jin Fulu.

She took off the hairpin from Jin Fulu's head, put it in front of the stall owner, and then motioned to the people behind her to pay.

Jin Fulu reacted and was really a little angry. It was really strange that this person wanted to snatch her hairpin.

"Miss, I was the first to like this hairpin, and it should be mine." Jin Fulu tried to reason with her, but she seemed to turn a deaf ear.

Rong Nian didn't know where she came from. Seeing that she was about to leave with the hairpin, he reached out to hold her, but the guard restrained his hands. But the guard was Rong Nian's opponent, and Rong Nian flicked his wrist. Turning around, the two of them were knocked out.

This sound alarmed the people around the woman. They protected her behind them and took out their swords. Rong Nian laughed when he saw this scene, just as his hands were itching.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, he was pulled back by Zhao Wuyin. The look in Rong Nian's eyes made him understand that these little men were really not worth his while.

Seeing Zhao Wuyin about to take out Wu Lai, Rong Nian suddenly realized something and put the Gui Quan into his hand. Zhao Wuyin looked at the Gui Quan in his hand and went to greet it without saying anything.

"How did you..." Liao Fan was very surprised. This Guiquan was Rong Nian's magic weapon, and he gave it to Zhao Wuyin so easily. The good relationship between the two made him a little jealous.

Rong Nian thought so much, he felt that Guiquan was his barbecue rack, but he also had his own considerations in giving Guiquan to Zhao Wuyin. He found that Wu was too eye-catching, and with Zhao Wuyin's strength, he might not be able to resist it. This kind of eye-catching, adhering to the attitude of doing more is worse than doing less, so it is not a big problem to borrow his sword.

"What's wrong?" Rong Nian didn't realize this kind of problem, so Liao Fan shut up and didn't say anything more. Over there, Jin Fulu saw that the trouble was caused by him, and was a little worried that something happened to Zhao Wuyuan.

"Uncle Master, Wuyuan..." Jin Fulu grasped the only backbone.

"It's okay, he can handle it." Jin Fulu was still very worried about Zhao Wuyin. Zhao Wuyin had been in the sect for eight years and had never appeared in any competition in the sect. It was rumored in the sect that his cultivation was stagnant and he did not dare to throw Master Rong out. He didn't go out because of his shame. What's more, he was said to have been driven down the mountain by Uncle Rong.

The owner of this rumor has never appeared. It was not until this Zhongzhou Conference that the disciples saw Zhao Wuyin, but they still didn't know how far his cultivation was. Gao Qi wanted to test it, but was beaten by Rong Nian. After all, this was the first time Jin Fulu saw Zhao Wuyin take action.

Zhao Wuyin walked up to the two men and struck with a flick of his wrist. Those two men were not good at it. Their killing moves were sharp. Each sword was aimed directly at Zhao Wuyin's critical point. He thought he was a good killer.

The three of them were fighting, and the people around them were afraid of being affected, so they retreated one after another.

Seeing that the two were entangled endlessly, they secretly moved in their sleeves, taking advantage of the gap between the stabbing swords, and swung it at Zhao Wuyin, and two darts came towards Zhao Wuyin. Zhao Wuyin's eyes were straight, Gui Quan stood in front of him, beside him The zhenqi was scattered, and as soon as Tianshui's sword technique was launched, the two darts were already attacking the two people. The two people had no time to move and were stabbed by the darts.

The two of them covered their wounds, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and fell to the ground. The darts were poisoned, so the two of them had brought it upon themselves.

The knowledgeable person in the crowd seemed to recognize the sword technique that Zhao Wuyin had just used. He rushed to the inner circle and looked at Zhao Wuyin expectantly.

"This is Tianshui swordsmanship!" As soon as this sentence of Tianshui swordsmanship came out, the surrounding people were in an uproar. Who in the Zhongzhou continent didn't know Rong Nian, the leader of Tianshui swordsmanship.

"Then the sword you are holding is the Guiquan Sword!" the people around him added, making the onlookers a little excited, as if they had met their favorite idol on the street.

"No wonder this man's swordsmanship is like water taking shape and springs undulating."

"This monk, are you..."