The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

A former friend of his said that his mind is very pure, unlike other people, he pays little attention to things, does not comment on others, and does not care about many things.

But only he knows that when others provoke him, he will get angry, and even small things can touch his overly sensitive nerves, but he doesn't say anything, and he can even laugh and chime in, isn't that great.

He dared not tell anyone that since he was sent to a mental hospital by his relatives and then escaped, he might, maybe, really became mentally ill.

On the one hand, he regained his parents' inheritance, and on the other hand, he hated those relatives, and hated that no one stood up to speak for him when he was imprisoned. From his close friends, they knew and understood, and knew that this was normal.

No one knows, he is also annoyed by this society, annoyed by the people in this society, annoyed by them calculating each other, pretending to be false, every time he thinks about this, he thinks why these people live so boringly, why are they still alive.

He knew that this kind of mentality was abnormal. The younger ones could say that they were in the second grade. As an adult who has been in society for several years and endured it for several years, what qualifications does he have to say such things.

But he didn't know what a normal person should do. No one told him whether others would think the same, whether it was right to do so.

So on the one hand, he wondered when he would leave the place he was familiar with, abandon his company, sell his villa, and take a quick trip, but on the other hand, he timidly wondered if it was his There are too few interpersonal relationships, which makes him have such an idea, and he can't help staying for a few more days. In the end, he is afraid that if he leaves this only social relationship, if he leaves this network, he will have nothing.

This is not right.

But he is no longer in that society, he has no interfering relationship with others, and he does not have to be restricted by money.

Here, will he starve to death in a Golden Core stage?

The answer is no.

Therefore, he can leave completely, even if his life is not ideal, he can start over.

Jin Danqi has a lifespan of 500 years. It doesn't make sense that he can't plan a 100-year life. If he adds 400 years and four more lives, he can still live as badly as he is now.

He believes that as long as he can solve the problems that have been in his heart, everything will suddenly become clear.

All he has to do is be willful once.

He can decide his future life and break through the shackles he put on himself.

then……

He began to think about where to find a breakthrough.

Zongmen can't do it here, except for letting him come here without his will, but... no matter who it is, it can increase the life span of hundreds of years, and it may even go further. This is something to be envied, so it should be He earned it right.

I don't know what the head's plan is, but no matter what, the only way to leave is to make the sect unable to find him, and he has no chance to try.

But the most urgent task is to take Feiqing away.

Zhu Huan was still thinking about how to get his junior brother to his Junzi Peak. After all, although the disciples of Jiantian Peak often passed by, there were not many people who went up to see it.

I saw the younger brother go up.

The flowers and plants in the yard haven't changed. After all, the ones I moved back are not scarce and difficult to raise. It's just that they have been left unattended for a long time, and they don't have the kind of vibrant and bright colors.

The door of the house was wide open, and there was a conspicuous footprint on the vermilion door, as if he, the master, would not be able to see it when he came back.

None of the screens, tables and chairs in the room stood upright, as if it was a crime scene, with his "crime" of colluding with the demon cultivator still remaining in the corner, a few drops of blood and a cloud of demonic energy that did not dissipate.

Hey, wait, Zhu Huan suddenly got stuck.

Looking at the junior who came in uninvited, although few people would come at this time, it was another thing to be seen, and there might be something rumored about it.

The younger brother didn't know how to avoid suspicion.

Guan Hao pursed his lips, looking at the sawdust scattered all over the floor, and even the jade stones with spiritual power on the screen were gone. He knew the furnishings here, and there was even a blueprint showing that the walls of the entire room were dismantled and synthesized. In a slightly weird room, there is a screen on the right side of the entrance, and thick curtains on the left side, so that you can't see the inside clearly. In the middle, there is an Eight Immortals table and a few stools.

It is very ordinary, or there is nothing unusual about it, it is in line with Daoist sect's requirements for disciples, even the place where Gu Yaoshi's pets stay is not as exquisitely furnished, and the small objects are also very energetic, but unfortunately, he is not happy if they are ruined.

Guan Hao's face darkened, it wasn't his place, and it wasn't his business, it was just...

This is the sword cultivator he ordered, the person he intends to protect.

No matter what, he owed the other party a favor. If the other party hadn't helped Nan Zi, he wouldn't have made him work so easily.

In the past few days, Nanfangzi has also mentioned this matter cryptically. If he doesn't help him, he probably won't be able to make him loyal to his life, and will leave a cold impression on his subordinates.

Kicking away the unsightly stool with a missing leg in front, Guan Hao turned around and left, and would set it up again when he came back.

Zhu Huan is still distressed. Although the screen is not worth a few dollars, he likes the most brilliant decoration in the whole house. It will be difficult to find paintings of this style in the future.

Seeing that the younger brother was about to leave, Zhu Huan jumped out of his arms, maybe the younger brother was thinking about something, Zhu Huan couldn't believe it so easily.

Relying on his small stature, he jumped into the flowers in twos and threes, and ran away.

Guan Hao frowned, quickly took out the sword talisman and passed it out.

Normally, the distance to the back mountain is the shortest. At this time, Zhu Huan let go of his speed and ran faster. The vigilant Fei Qing just felt the familiar breath, mixed with the coercion of blood, making him wonder why the master's smell has changed. It was a ball not as big as his own claw, and then it was put away by Zhu Huan.

Zhu Huan felt Feiqing's 'want to eat', paused when he landed, almost fell, and passed it to him, 'this can't be eaten'.

The next moment, Zhu Huan stopped, and he heard Fei Qing's voice, 'It will hurt my stomach after eating'

As if hearing his heart shattering, Zhu Huan confirmed the fact that what he had spent so much time entrusting to him before was 'protect your master', 'if your master is injured, take him away' And so on, it was returned to him intact.

Maybe a little more.

Now is not the time to talk, the most important thing is to go back first.

If he followed the previous speed, even if he went a little faster, he still hadn't reached the foot of the mountain. The strange thing is that Zhu Ye took a shortcut to go to the foot, but he didn't meet him, so he had to run back again.

He ran all the way to his own Junzi Peak, but Zhu Huan didn't meet his younger brother. Could it be that his younger brother left first?

No way!Fortunately, he thought that although the younger brother was a bit dull and quiet, he still belonged to the category of being very responsible and capable of doing things with measure.

Entering his yard with the last hope, he saw his junior brother sitting in the pavilion with a poker face, his blue eyes seemed to be looking at the colorful flowers he had planted, but he didn't seem to see anything.

Jumping over, the interrupted Guan Hao didn't ask anything, hugged the dumpling, "Let's go."

Quietly all the way back to Gu Yaoshi's place, Guan Hao left without hesitation, Zhu Huan stretched out his paw and scratched his head in confusion, what's the matter with this feeling of wanting to explain but not knowing why?

But the most urgent thing at the moment is to teach Fei Qing a lesson, so as to relieve his only hatred, and let him know that his stomach hurts if he eats something, and he will be beaten up if he eats something.

After closing the door, let Fei Qing out, jumped up and patted her head with her paw, "You still want to eat me?"

Fei Qing had been sleeping all this time, and after being called out suddenly, she couldn't help calling Zhu Huan with a contract.

Zhu Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped his paw again, "Still screaming?" He felt his head buzzing.

Fei Qing was stunned by the beating, she sensed the presence of her master, but she couldn't find it, but the master didn't let him eat that pure-blooded hair ball, and after being beaten, she still didn't let him bark, like a child of a few years old The intelligent Feiqing felt aggrieved all of a sudden.

Zhu Huan received the emotion from the other end of the contract, and jumped off Feiqing's head.

Sure enough, he was still a child, Zhu Huan jumped up again, patted his big head lightly, "I am Zhu Huan, your master".

Fei Qing was terrified by the first two hits, she wanted to pull her head back but didn't dare, only to find that it didn't hurt when it landed on her head.

It was really the master, who was still holding back his trembling legs and fell down all of a sudden, Zhu Huan almost fell suddenly.

Seeing how wronged he looks like a real child, Zhu Huan has no intention of beating him, at worst, it will not be too late to teach him when he is older, and nothing will happen if he is by his side now.

Zhu Min was going to sit quietly, but he noticed that Fei Qing was following him step by step, taking a few breaths from time to time.

Resolutely drive him out and block the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The world is quiet.

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I will work hard for a while