Master, let's not make an appointment

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"Master said that the apprentice will be responsible for Aunt Hu's food, clothing, and daily life in the future. Aunt Hu, what do you want to eat now? You have slept for a day, and you must have already..." It was very pleasing, with a smile on his face all the time.

Hu Nong looked at such a happy little girl, and his mood became much lighter, "I'm really hungry, can you give me some porridge?"

"Okay~" the little girl agreed, "Also, Aunt Hu, my name is Liang Bingbing, you can call me Binger! Hehe~"

"Well, Bing'er, that's a good name!" Hu Nong pulled out a big smile.His eyes flicked to meet Qing Chen who had just entered the door.The smile froze on his face like this, it was not good to make Hu joke, nor was it not to smile. .Recalling the hoarse tone and burning eyes in my mind, my blood was about to freeze.

"What?" Qingchen's eyes were focused.

"What?" Hu Nong lowered his head and timidly responded.

"Stop laughing when you see me." Qingchen's tired eyes lit up with a spark, scanning Hu Nong.

"How can... ah..." Hu Nong was actually quite afraid of such a clean dust, and he didn't know why, he just wanted to avoid it, because his heart beat involuntarily when he got close, and his heart beat seemed to burst.She was afraid that she couldn't bear it. . .

Qingchen sat silently on the edge of the small wooden table. She had a dream yesterday, in which there was a girl named Xu Xiaonong. .Still with myself. . .have. . .Some ties. . .

Hu Nong looked at Qingchen's gloomy face, the masseter muscles of his jaw suddenly tightened.She didn't speak, but held a cup of tea in her hand, as if she was about to crush it. .

"You have a good rest. After a few days of rest, I will take you around to get familiar with it." Qingchen's dull voice sounded very depressed.

Hu Nong's heart tightened, not knowing why Qingchen had a guilty tone.

"What happened to you?" Hu Nong really wanted to ask.

"The Spirit Fairy Sect is holding the Spirit Fairy Conference. As an elder, I can't be too busy for a while. I will let Binger take care of you for a few days. The Fairy Fair is over, and I will take you out to get some fresh air." Qing Chen left Came here, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, pulled the quilt on his body, and covered it tightly. In those deserted eyes, there was a soft light and a trace of guilt, an indescribable tenderness.

"Okay, you go and do your work..." Hu Nong suddenly fell silent.I don't know what this mixed feeling in my heart means.

The masseter muscles on Qingchen's face trembled.She wanted to tell the truth about everything in her dream, but she couldn't. She didn't dare to say it. . . .

"Button."

"Come in!"

"Master! This is sweet-scented osmanthus porridge! It's specially made for Aunt Hu! You should try it too!" Bing'er didn't feel anything strange in the room, and happily came in with a large bowl of porridge.

"No, you can serve Aunt Hu to eat, I'm going to do some work for the teacher first." Qing Chen was stunned for a while like a stone sculpture, and then walked out the door without looking back.

Hu Nong froze for a moment.

"Is Master unhappy?" Bing'er put the big pot of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge on the small wooden table, and tilted her head in doubt.

"She's too busy, maybe she didn't sleep well." Hu Nong echoed sullenly.

"Well, that's probably it! Aunt Hu, come and try my sweet-scented osmanthus porridge. They all say it's delicious!"

"Okay!" Hu Nong suppressed the dullness in his heart, smiled, and took the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge. .

"It's delicious! Bing'er's craftsmanship is good!"

"Hee hee~" Bing'er scratched the back of her head and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hu Nong slowly drank sweet-scented osmanthus porridge, but his mind didn't stop for a moment, thinking about the recent events, Jin Fan? This person is a disciple below the second level, and he is probably a newcomer. I don't know if he has entered the spirit right now. Immortal Pai! How do you kill this person? You must have the strength to crush everything!

While thinking about it, Hu Nong tried to probe his body. . .I don't know. .

what?

Why can't you look inside?

She actually forgot. . .I am no longer Xu Xiaonong. . .It's just a nonsense that has never practiced immortality. . .I don’t even know how many spiritual roots there are!!!

Such an important thing! She actually forgot!!

So! Now she's messing around!! She's an immortal cultivator with zero foundation!!

A mortal who hasn't even crossed a spirit guide!!!

Fucking black lines all over my face!! Cold sweat slipped down my forehead!!!

☆、Chapter 43

Taking a deep breath, Hu Nong tried his best to adapt to the psychological gap from the king's state to the mortal's state.

"Aunt Hu? Why don't you eat?" Bing'er looked at the suddenly silent nonsense.

"Your health has just improved, so your food intake may be a little smaller, it's okay." After a while, Hu Nong said slowly. : "Bing'er? Do you know where the spiritual energy of the Lingxian School is the strongest?"

Bing'er's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, her expression remained unchanged, but there was a trace of doubt in her heart.This Aunt Hu is a mortal, what is the purpose of asking such questions? Bing'er looked at her for a while, and saw that Hu Nong was still very calm.

"If you want to say where the aura of the Lingxian School is the most abundant, of course it must be Master Yuan Hong's Lingxian Dong." After a period of unbearable silence, Bing'er told the truth.

"Oh?" Hu Nong's voice suddenly increased a little.A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained calm, and he tapped on the table.

Bing'er saw that she was interested, so she sat across from Hu Nong, and said more: "Master Yuanhong is the oldest elder of the Lingxian sect, and there was the brother Lingxian who went to the perfect world before." Give him a glimpse of the treasure of Lingquan, and over the years, Lingquan eyes can automatically emerge Lingquan, which is full of spiritual energy, which is most suitable for cultivators to cultivate immortals."

"I see." Hu Nong pondered for a while, and said slowly.

"Does Aunt Hu have any plans?" Seeing Hu Nong's hopeful face, Bing'er seemed eager to try.

"Then how is Elder Yuan Hong? Does he have any disciples?" Hu Nong looked at the young girl with a round face about seventeen or eighteen years old, and asked anxiously.

"Other than eating, Elder Yuan Hong is very polite to his disciples. He usually doesn't like to go out. He has never heard that Master Yuan Hong recruited inner disciples." Bing'er lowered her eyes and said, stretching out With fair and delicate hands, clean the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge.

At this time, the sky was full of sunset, the whole cabin was dyed red, and the sky outside was also soaked in blood early. Hu Nong approached the window, and suddenly said: "I want to cultivate immortality." His tone was firm, and a kind of light flashed in his eyes. A rare brilliance, sparkling against the backdrop of the sunset.

For a moment, Bing'er seemed to be touched and trembled slightly.Hu Nong's words were like a heavy hammer hitting her heart heavily, making her breathless.In the past, she also made such a vow to promise Ruo.

Time seems to be frozen.

There was silence in the room, and outside the window, there was a ray of light from the setting sun. .Reflected on Hu Nong's resolute face.

Bing'er lowered her eyes and looked at Hu Nong's hands, they were a pair of strong hands, covered with calluses, generous and warm.Without a doubt, how hard the owner of these hands had worked, Bing'er remained motionless as if nailed there.

"Binger?"

Binger suddenly woke up.Biting his lip.

"Bing'er, why don't you speak?" Hu Nong smiled lightly and shook Bing'er's shoulders, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Oh, no, Bing'er was wondering just now whether Aunt Hu would like to participate in the Fairy Fairy Conference." Bing'er suddenly woke up from the racing thoughts, and quickly replied: "The Fairy Club can measure the geometry of spiritual roots. Aunt Hu can also go try."

"This is good news." Hu Nong couldn't help jumping for joy, hoping that he could detect the five spirit roots as before, that would be the best.

Hu Nong looked at Bing'er excitedly, Bing'er could see the burning fighting spirit in Hu Nong's eyes, it seemed that everything was burning hot, and there seemed to be a warm current surging in Bing'er's heart, even the shackles of the first-order soul master There are also faint signs of looseness.

"Aunt Hu, in a few days, I'll take you to test your spiritual root!" Although Bing'er had known Hu Nong not long ago, it was the first time that she felt that she was also a cultivator. She gradually forgot her original destiny of cultivating immortals, and now this fighting spirit hidden deep in her bones was provoked by an ordinary mortal.Fortunately, she found that she actually had signs of breaking through to the first-order soul master. . .