Long Aotian is not happy today

The presents were four small wooden boxes, wiped clean, neatly arranged in a row, and placed on the grass in front of the four of them.

Looking at the small box made of mahogany and silver pattern, the light in Hangshi's eyes changed slightly.

In the original text, after he and Ning Hong entered the sect, Xu Yuer also gave each of them a meeting gift—two pieces of Xuanyue Bilin Armor.

An extremely rare and high-grade spiritual tool with many wonderful uses. It can not only protect the vital parts of the body and defuse the impact of spiritual power, but also help the wearer to gather spiritual energy and improve the efficiency of practice.

The most rare thing is that these two pieces of Xuanyue Jade Lin armor come from the same source - they are made from the scales of the same second-grade spirit beast, Xuanyue Jade Alligator, so there is a subtle sensory connection between them. Transfer a small amount of force to the other side.

Such a good thing was originally passed down to Xu Yuer by her master.

She and Gu He are two people, one for each.

... But ever since Gu He betrayed the mountain gate, Xu Yuer picked up the soft armor abandoned by the young man in a pool of blood, and never wore the Xuanyue Jade Lin armor again.

Up to now, this pair of treasure armors has been ashes in the warehouse of Misty Peak for a long time.

But now, Hang Xiao also has doubts.

The plot has been disrupted, not only Hang Shi and Ning Hong went up the mountain, but four people.

Xu Yu'er can't come up with four soft armors, so how will this meeting ceremony change?

While thinking wildly, Hang Xiao took a few steps forward, picked up the small mahogany box on the ground, and gently opened the wooden buckle.

A flash of light appeared.

Inside the box is a piece of soft armor, as thin as a cicada's wing, as light as a coir raincoat, and it feels even more silky and supple to the touch. When you twist it with your fingertips, your fingers seem to be soaked in a cold spring.

It was the Xuanyue Bilin Armor.

Hang Hour's eyes were bent immediately.

That's right, it seems that the plot inertia is still very large.

In this way, I have a closer and more subtle connection with Ning Hong. If you round it up, you will live and die together, and depend on each other for life!

Before a smile could be fully evoked, Hang Xiao tilted his head slightly, and Ning Hong also opened the wooden box in front of him——

A stack of thick jade slips was revealed, glowing with various colors, tightly bound by a thin rope.

Hang Hour: "...?"

Before he had time to be astonished, there was a low gasp from the left side, and he was extremely surprised.

Hang Shiu turned his head suddenly, looked over Chen Shu's thick shoulder, and saw Xu Yang's strange expression.

Xu Yang shook his hands, and took out a stack of soft armor as thin as jade from the wooden box, flung it in the wind, and immediately fluttered in the wind.

Hang Hour: "!!!"

The smile gradually disappeared.

how so!

It was obviously something for Ning Hong, but why did it fall into Xu Yang's hands?

Who wants to be one with that guy!

But a few steps away, Xu Yu'er didn't realize that she was pulling the red line randomly.

The girl blinked her watery eyes and explained to several people one by one.

"Chen Shu, although your aptitude is good, your offensive method is too simple. Your soul and spiritual knowledge are your weak points, so what my senior sister gave you is the most suitable method of refining gods, "Xuanming Shenlian". The Fa requires practitioners to have supreme arrogance, bravery that never gives up, and courage to go forward, and to practice to the depths, to be able to force people with momentum."

"Ning Hong, since you have embarked on the road of ghost cultivation, you must have your own inheritance. Senior sister doesn't understand this way, so I dare not give any more advice, but... senior sister has an old friend who was once a powerful ghost cultivator. It is the cultivation experience left by him, you can pick and choose to see if it can come in handy."

"Xu Yang, when you were young, your blood and physical strength are extremely malleable, and there are many directions for development. Before determining the final path, the senior sister will give you a piece of soft armor, which can ensure your safety to the greatest extent."

After saying that, Xu Yu'er chuckled and raised her head, her light brown eyes were filled with soft light, full of anticipation.

...But he clenched his fingers lightly, obviously expecting, but also very nervous.

Accepting apprentices on behalf of teachers, there are not many precedents in Xinghe.

Xu Yu'er has no one to guide her own cultivation, and now she has to guide four juniors in their cultivation. The pressure is so great that she can't sleep at night.

After racking her brains all night and thinking about it from all angles, the girl finally dug out these things from the barren warehouse, and managed to get four of them together.

Hang Shiu has always been good at observing words and expressions, so of course he would not miss the faint uneasiness in the girl's eyes.Even though there were all kinds of entanglements, he could only hug the soft armor tightly with a smile, pretending to be happy and saying: "Thank you, senior sister, I like it very much."

……

Soon after, Hang Xiao began to fall into deep regret.

His acting skills are really superb, and the joyful expression fell into Xu Yuer's eyes, which immediately made the girl feel greatly encouraged, and her heart was in full bloom for a while, and she kept calling "Little Junior Brother" one after another.

After learning that Hang Xiao "had to" sleep with Ning Hong last night, Xu Yuer felt even more apologetic, and immediately made a decision: Immediately find a carpenter from the mountain to build a new house for them.

"I built the thatched hut temporarily. It's okay for the time being. How about staying for a long time?" The girl tilted her head and said with a smile, "Junior brother, you wait, I know a carpenter with excellent craftsmanship. will be built."

After saying that, he walked briskly and went down the mountain without stopping.

Tuliuhang froze in the mountain wind for a few hours, and waved Erkang's hand.

"Senior Sister—"

The girl was walking on the mountain road, waving from a distance: "It's okay, senior sister knows, the carpenter is here, let him help you first!"

Hang Hour: "..."

No, I didn't mean that!

……

Xu Yu'er had made up her mind, and the carpenter she found was also an ordinary man. The small ax swung like a wind wheel, with a flash of inspiration, and the efficiency was unimaginably high.

Even without night, Hang Xiao lived in the new wooden house.

The space is twice as big as last night, the window lattice is wide and bright, and a hibiscus flower is ingeniously carved at the corner.

When the carpenter was building the house, he still had spare energy. He built him a wooden table, a desk, and three or four wooden chairs. They were neatly arranged in the house at this moment, and the empty cabin was forcibly created. The world is full of smoke and fire, and the shadows of candles are flickering, which is very warm.

The mattress is also newly bought from the foot of the mountain, woven with silk and covered with fine silk.

After all, when Xu Yuer built the thatched hut, Misty Peak was still poor and empty, with a tael of silver broken into two halves.

But now, with a lot of spiritual crystals in hand, Xu Yu'er doesn't care as much about the gold and silver in the world as before. With a wave of her plain hand, she immediately bought the best mattress for everyone. The lower body is as soft as cotton wool, and the nose smells faintly of sandalwood.

Compared with the hard-board wooden bed last night, it was almost a cloud of mud.

But Hangshi hugged the bamboo pillow and rolled left and right on the bed, but felt sad for no reason, and the bedding was cold, which was completely different from the warm and affectionate night yesterday.

"Ugh……"

Opening his eyes and looking at the stars outside the window, Hang Xiao murmured: "I don't know how Brother Ning is doing now..."

Like a new house?

Or, like him, do you prefer the days when you sleep with each other?

A voice suddenly sounded in my mind, with a mocking smile: "Sleeping in a hug? Oh, I've only been away for a day, and you guys have made such great progress?"

After being dazed for a moment, Hang Xiao turned over and sat up, and said pleasantly: "Teacher 025! I'm finally back, I miss you so much!"

"Really?" 025 laughed, "Why do I feel that someone is too happy to leave?"

"Don't laugh at me." Hang Xiao tugged at the corner of the quilt, "Mr. 025, if you don't come back, I'll have to spend this long night alone—what's going on with Xu Yang, can you find out? "

025 nodded, then shook his head again.

Jinmang appeared in front of Hang Xiao.

It was floating bubbles, scattered but shining, suspended in the air and wandering slowly, the candlelight fell on the surface of the bubbles, casting a layer of brilliant golden light.

They are floating aimlessly, and occasionally the two phases collide, one is swallowed by the other, or they break together, the splashed water drops do not fall on the ground, but also slowly float in the air, overflowing into tiny water threads .

The water drops are also dazzling golden.

The water threads continued to disperse until finally, they completely disappeared from Hang Xiao's eyes.

"Look, Xiao Xiao, this is the Great Thousand World."

025's voice is long and distant, as if floating from the sky.

Hang Xiao opened his eyes wide in surprise, staring at the messy golden foam without blinking.

This was the first time that 025 told him about the composition of the world.

"Every bubble is a small world. They float loosely in the void, collide with each other, and finally shatter. The overflowing energy spreads in the void. When enough power is gathered one day, a new small world will be formed .”

As soon as the words fell, a small golden bubble trembled from the position of Hang Xiao's fingertips.

The newly formed bubbles were so fragile that they seemed to be broken at the first blow. They circled around Hang Shi's fingertips in a trembling circle, and slowly floated towards the foam group not far away.

——In an instant, it was swallowed by the sea of ​​foam.

"Later, I don't know how long it took, and I don't know why, order suddenly appeared in the void."

A slender golden thread condensed in front of Hangshi, gradually thickened, branched, and split into thousands of golden threads.

Like waves churning, or entangled like thread balls, the golden threads envelop each other and expand rapidly, spreading in all directions like vines, carefully stirring up bubbles one by one, illuminating the dark wooden house like daylight.

The ends of the gold wires are closely connected and intertwined, gradually forming thick lines like tree stumps as they are covered layer by layer.

The foam seems to have turned into a golden fruit on the branch, hanging brightly from a high place. Whenever a certain foam cracks, a burst of energy overflows from the golden thread to help it mend the gap.

"What is this?" Hang Xiao was curious.

"This is us." 025 said, "Fill the vacancy, channel energy, and complete the small world, the system and the host."

"Tsk tsk..."

Hang Xiao nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, and asked again: "Then Xu Yang?"

"He's a bug." 025 said.

The moment the voice sounded, a bubble in front of Hang Xiao cracked with a "snap". The speed was too fast, the crack was too big, and the energy of the gold thread was too late to mend it. on the nearest bubble.

"So, Xu Yang is really a book wearer?"

Hang Shih clicked his tongue in amazement: "This kind of luck is incomparable to the true pride of heaven."

"He's considered a smuggler." 025 explained, "Hour, if you want to deal with him, it's very simple. Just submit an anomaly report to the headquarters, and the rules will send a special system to deal with it."

If you don't report it, you won't deal with it?

Hang Xiao pouted: "Your rules are completely inflexible, like a dead thing."

025 shrugged.

"Who said no?"

The tone of the system is very complicated, as if it thinks of many intricate things.

After a pause, it asked, "Hour, do you want to write a report?"

Hang hour shook his head again and again.

The golden glow was shining, the bubbles were floating, and the sky filled with light fell on the youth's pupils that were as bright as obsidian, refracting colorful light.

Hang Shi pursed his lips and blinked slyly.

"It's a one-in-a-million opportunity, why report him?" He said with emotion, "Mr. 025, don't you think...he might be a good breakthrough?"