Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

In Ouyang Ting's mind, a sentence that I don't know in which world I remember, even though it has been used too vulgarly: Hold your hand and grow old together.

Holding hands, especially one-on-one, is so different from the camaraderie of shoulder-to-shoulder companionship that there really must be a certain level of intimacy.

Ouyang Ting, who felt that the relationship shouldn't be like this, was sensitive to this strange mind-fluctuation, and at the same time let go of his hand first while spurning himself for getting nervous.

It was very easy to adapt to the low body temperature and feel the energy running differently from his own. When he felt very interesting, his hand was suddenly let go, and Feng Wu felt at a loss for a while.In the next second, his own flame returned to his body, but the feeling of being thrown away was even more obvious—disgusted? !

Feng Wu opened his eyes in dissatisfaction and was about to complain, when Ouyang Ting said first: "It's almost like this. Every power operates in a different way. What I'm doing is just trying to use my ability to guide the change."

Having said that, Feng Wu, who always felt that he was changing the subject, said suspiciously: "Really? If Jin Shengshui said, you can indeed influence and change the properties of this crystal nucleus. Can you continue?"

"Shuishengmu, and Jinkemu, based on this, I don't have a better idea at the moment." Ouyang Ting did not completely deny it, got up and packed the dishes and went to the kitchen, "Maybe there will be a breakthrough after the upgrade."

Shitou followed to help wash the dishes, while Ahu, who was full, yawned and lay down on the dining table comfortably to lick his paws.Feng Wu squeezed his own hand, and then looked at the two people who cooperated tacitly by the sink, feeling unreconciled as if the incident was not over.He simply followed the past and squeezed away the stone, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll come, I'll come, I'm familiar with my family."

Shi Shi blinked and took a step back obediently, Ouyang Ting was noncommittal but also wiped his hands and prepared to leave, not wanting to be caught by Feng Wu.

"You can't." Feng Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Ouyang Ting watched him hand over the chopsticks speechlessly: "So, you want me to turn the chopsticks into stainless steel?"

"That's not bad." Feng Wu laughed and turned back, "Shitou, take Ah Hu to bask in the sun."

Shitou turned his head to look at the darkened sky outside the window and said nothing, Ouyang Ting sighed and said, "Didn't you say you want to make a training plan?"

Feng Wu groaned and said, "I still have to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine tomorrow."

"If you grab it, grab it, and buy it." Ah Hu turned over and blinked lazily.

"No way, I want to be a good citizen. It's a pity that there is no cashier." Feng Wu sighed pretending to be sorry, and laughed together with Ah Huyi.

Ouyang Ting shook his head and tidied up neatly.Picking up the somewhat changed crystal nucleus, he was about to continue his research, but was dragged to the study by Feng Wu without explanation.The euphemistic name is: joint research.

The so-called joint research is nothing more than Ouyang Ting studying the crystal nucleus seriously, and Feng Wu taking time to study Ouyang Ting.

How can a guy who has never seen in this city be so good at studying, and why has he never heard of a guy who is so good at studying.Zhou Luxi said that this is his boss, Feng Wu thought that he must find a chance to ask him tomorrow.

But what to ask.Is his name really Ouyang Ting? Have they met before?The longer he stays with this person, the more Feng Wu has an illusion, as if they have known each other for a long time.Eyebrows, body shape, every move, seems to have known each other.

Maybe they weren't like this when I met them, or maybe they weren't at this age.Feng Wu pouted his chin, looking at Ouyang Ting who was concentrating on studying the crystal nucleus, he just felt a little stuffy, fortunately the half-open window of the study room was also blown by the wind, making people feel comfortable and sleepy at the same time.

In a daze, the wind blew bigger and faster, and the reels galloped, as if entering a land of no one.

The strong wind whizzed past, passing through the forests in the mountains, swaying heavily.Arriving at the cold lake on the top of the mountain, caressing the water surface that is as clear as ever, finally aroused layers of ripples.But Baiyuncanggou still exists silently as if it will not change for thousands of years.

There are people near the water, standing with their backs.E crown bo belt, bundled hair restrained face.Holding a sword in the palm, looking down on the wind and clouds.

A young man came riding on the clouds, and when he saw that the man was already there, he stuck out his tongue and descended quickly.After looking around for a while, there was no movement, and then he bit the bullet and tiptoed closer.

"late."

"... Hehe, good morning Master." The young man scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Why did Master choose this place? I got lost from Lijian Peak."

The man didn't turn around, and said calmly: "If it's too late, I won't be using it tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to come tomorrow?" The boy leaned over and tilted his head to see the laughter in his mouth, but his eyes kept blinking, and his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.

"You don't need to come here anymore." The master didn't look at him, but still watched the clouds gather and disperse. The young man turned pale with fright, and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve: "Did the master not want me on the first day of entry?! No ah--"

The man flashed away, and he was already ten steps away: "I don't care for disciples who dare to be late on the first day of entry."

The young man curled his lips, bowed his head honestly and said: "Master has taught you well, this disciple will not dare again."

The master pursed his lips, seemed to think of something and finally sighed: "That's all for today. Since you have entered my Lixiang sect, you should strictly abide by the sect's rules, and don't act willfully."

Seeing that his tone was loose, the young man was overjoyed and ran towards him with a smile: "Yes, Master!"

The master said noncommittally: "Stretch out your hand."

The boy blinked, but honestly spread his hands: "Master, do you want to give me a gift? You're welcome."

The master frowned, and put his hand on his wrist: "...the fire root."

"Yes, Uncle Zhengqing said that I am Shan Linggen." The boy quietly curled up his little finger and rubbed against Master's finger, "Isn't it very powerful?"

"There are three thousand roads, each has its own way." The master withdrew his hand, "I have a golden spiritual root, and it is not appropriate to teach you."

The boy opened his eyes and quickly grabbed his hand: "Master, do you want me?"

The master frowned, flicked his sleeves and withdrew his hands: "Since I have accepted Junior Brother Zhengqing, I won't go back on my word."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but asked curiously, "Then why did Master accept me?" Then he laughed and said, "Could it be that Master sees that I have strange bones and a handsome appearance, and that I am a good seed for cultivating immortals at first glance?"

The master squinted at him: "Noisy."

The young man was blocked by these words, and said unhappily: "Master really despises me. Yesterday, the master accepted disciples in the hall, and the master didn't even see me." But he rolled his eyes and said, "But at that time, it was the phantom of the master. ? It's too imposing!"

"Small skills are not worth mentioning." The master folded his sleeves and said calmly, "I was originally in retreat, but it was you Zhengqing uncle who disturbed me through sound transmission."

"...Then how about I go and beat him up to vent my anger on Master?"

The master frowned and said, "What kind of nonsense is it?"

The young man laughed and said: "Then I will practice hard with Master and challenge him when I am waiting for the Grand Competition."

"The big competition in the sect is only for disciples to learn from each other." The master frowned, turned around and didn't bother to talk to him.

"But isn't the winner able to make a request?" The young man circled around his master with a smile on his face, "I don't ask for the secret of any magic weapon or panacea, just want to beat him upright?"

The master made him speechless: "If you have this kung fu, talk nonsense, why don't you start practicing swords!"

"But Master, you haven't taught me anything yet." The boy straightened up confidently.

The master took a deep breath: "I practice swordsmanship, if you want to join my sect, you must first—"

"——There is a sword!" The boy cheered, holding the sword at his waist eager to try.

The master frowned, and suddenly raised his leg and kicked the inside of his knee.As soon as the boy's legs softened, he knelt down: "Master?"

"Appreciation." The master pursed his lips, took out the sword at his waist and inserted it into the lake in front of him, "Kowtow."

The boy was taken aback: "Facing the sword?"

The master circled his hands and said, "One hundred."

The boy's eyes widened: "Master also kowtowed a hundred times back then?!"

The master stopped talking, stared at the sword, his eyes softened slightly, and his face softened slightly.

Seeing that he should not answer, the young man could only take a deep breath, resigned himself to his fate and began to kowtow.

It was really nothing more than a hundred head knocks, the boy just felt dizzy.The master calmly stepped forward to help him up, Fang Zheng said: "The master is a member of the Lixiang sect, this sword is called Zhengyang, and it is the certificate of the master of Lijian Peak."

The young man rolled his eyes: "It's also true that the master is not called Zhengyang Zhenren in the first place?"

"The peak master of Weili Sword Peak is named after a magic weapon." Master Zhengyang said slowly as he swept across the peaks covered by clouds and mist.

The young man thought that this must involve the secrets of the sect, so he obediently did not ask further: "Then what is the name of the master?"

Master Zhengyang didn't respond to him, he took the sword back first, and stroked the sword with great love.

The young man was quite resentful, wishing he could be that sword.After staring at him for a while, he still dared to grab his sleeve and shake it: "Master, I have kowtowed a hundred times already!"

Master Zhengyang was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to say: "Before joining the Lixiang Sect as a teacher...commonly known as Ouyang Ting, he is the No. 40 ninth-generation disciple of the sect."

The boy raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully after repeating the name several times: "Ah Yang!"

"Presumptuous." Master Zhengyang glanced at him coldly, turned around and stopped looking at him.

"Master, don't be angry. This disciple knows his mistake, so he won't dare again." The young man said pitifully, "I beg Master to forgive me."

"Knowing the etiquette and knowing how to advance and retreat is not a false name, but to correct the mind." Master Zhengyang turned around, "Now sit cross-legged, and I will teach you how to draw Qi into the body first."

"Yes, Master!" The boy laughed happily.

Introduce qi into the body, refine qi to transform the spirit, refine the spirit to return to the emptiness, realize the emptiness and join the Tao.Four steps and nine calamities, doomed to go against the sky, but in order to end up in the class of immortals.

The head of cranky thoughts was slapped lightly and hard, and the boy was busy concentrating.A moment later, the warm air gushed out from the dantian, like a fluffy kitten crawling around in the chest and abdomen, playing endlessly.

"Master, am I successful?"

"...Barely spiritual." Master Zhengyang withdrew his hand, "Continue to study."

The young man who was praised by the master on the first day only felt comfortable physically and mentally. As for the master's duplicity, he should be encouraged to listen to it.The young man Meizizi circulated the hot air several times, and it became more numb and soft.I couldn't help but want to scratch it, but also wanted to laugh.But the hot air became hotter and hotter with his excited emotions, gradually burning from the inside to the outside, making it unbearable.

Feng Wu, who felt that he was about to be burned to death, gasped and opened his eyes. After waking up in a moment of daze, he was surprised to see that his whole body was engulfed in flames.Turning over and sitting up, the flame immediately faded and disappeared back into the body.He stretched out his hand in disbelief, and found that the clothes on his body and the bed were intact.

Feng Wu stared blankly at the palm, recalling the strange dream just now, and couldn't help but try to run the formula taught by the master again.The previously dissipated flames rose up again, he couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and after using it for a while, he realized that manipulating the flames was easier than before.Suddenly figured out a section, and jumped up ecstatically: "Level [-], I have broken through Level [-]?!"

Hopped up and down on the bed a few times but felt strange, Feng Wu wondered how he got back to the room, and at the same time murmured, could it be possible to practice in a dream?The scene in this strange dream always feels a little familiar.Have you dreamed about it before?Maybe it's too long ago, long forgotten.

It's easy for Feng Wu to calm down and think again, it seems that these changes all started with the arrival of that guy Ouyang Ting.No, no, Feng Wu lowered his head and raised his hand again.It should be that he held his hand to let him feel the start of the supernatural power... Yes, the real master Zhengyang in the dream is also called Ouyang Ting.As for the unlucky fool who kowtowed a hundred heads, hehe, from the perspective of him, it seems to be me.

No, no, they just look a little bit alike.Feng Wu thought that he was as wise as himself, how could he worship this weird person as his teacher, not to mention that he seemed a little sloppy.As for the scene that seems to be apprenticed to a teacher, it is probably the messy little pornographic books I have read before-ah bah, I have read too many novels-but the end of the world is coming, it seems that even weirder settings can be accepted, hehe clatter.

Turning over a few times, thinking that he would not be able to sleep for the time being anyway, Feng Wu simply got up and took out the training plan he had made before.Holding the pen, he hesitated again and again, and finally wrote Ouyang Ting's name in the queue to go to the pharmacy tomorrow.

Cough cough, just to observe closely, so as to determine whether these moths are caused by him.It's not that there is any selfishness!Right, that is it.Feng Wu nodded in satisfaction, this time he finally fell asleep with peace of mind, but unfortunately the strange dream continued.

What's even more regrettable is that this time the dream doesn't seem so easy.

Feng Wu, who struggled to open his eyes when he heard the alarm clock ringing, was at a loss and couldn't think of anything.

Only a head of sweat and a face of tears can be touched.