These are feudal superstitions!

"you're awake?"

The sun shone on Ronggui's face, it was warm, just like the smile of the person in front of him.

"Does it still hurt?" the man said.

Rong Gui sat up and replied: "It's okay." Although it feels wrong...but this kid is quite caring about people.The first impression often determines the attitude towards a person, which is one of the reasons why Ronggui can tolerate him later.

The young man smiled, "The store brought up lean meat porridge, it's a bit cold, eat it quickly." He said and brought over a porcelain bowl on the table beside the bed, the lean meat porridge was steaming and fragrant.

Rong Gui suddenly felt that his stomach was empty, and reached out to take the spoon, but he didn't notice the shocked look on the young man's face.

"Thank you, haha!"

when bang bang-

The spoon rolled to the ground.

Rong Gui bowed his head and remained silent.What a shame!I can't even hold a spoon, it's really useless.This kid must be secretly laughing at me in my heart, right?

"The benefactor has not yet recovered, so let me do it for you." Unexpectedly, the boy still had an innocent and pure expression, the sun was so bright that there was no trace of blackness.

Shocked by this smile, Rong Gui lowered his head and thanked softly: "Thank you, my name is Rong Hua." I didn't expect there to be such a pure white person. Compared with his smile, I really feel ashamed.

"...Eh?" As if he didn't expect Rong Gui to agree, the boy was slightly taken aback, then scooped up a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Rong Gui's mouth. "Rong Hua..." The young man whispered the name that Rong Gui gave, and lowered his head, unable to see clearly, otherwise, Rong Gui would have seen the disappointed expression on his face.The young man raised his head and said, "I am Zhao Qisheng, and I am grateful to my benefactor for helping me."

Rong Gui swallowed the lean meat porridge.It's not that it's cold as Zhao Qisheng said, but it's warm, just the right temperature, the taste is clear and sweet, not much oily, but it makes people appetite.

"It's just a bit hot to help when the road is injustice." Rong Gui replied, not because he was picky, but because he wanted to test whether Zhao Qisheng's character was as good as his appearance.

"But the benefactor used a hoe, I'll blow it off."

Rong Gui was choked up by this answer, and the words of reproach came to his throat, seeing Zhao Qisheng's blank and innocent expression, he swallowed the words in a daze.Then calmly said: "That's because the sword can't be pulled out, it's a little weak."

Zhao Qisheng put down the bowl, "Is that so... I'll get the salt."

Looking at his back, Rong Gui thought deeply.The surname is Zhao, and it should be a child of the Zhao family. I don't know if the identity of the demon cultivator will be recognized when he participates in the Ascension to Immortal Conference this time... Why don't you use this kid's immediate protection shield.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened, Zhao Qisheng came over with a bowl of steaming porridge, Rong Gui said: "The one on your sword was vitality?" From a pure point of view, this kid is very powerful.

Zhao Qisheng shook his head, "I don't know either. I found out the spiritual root in the village, so I followed the village chief's advice and went to the Climbing Fair. I haven't practiced it before." He scooped up the porridge and blew it gently.

Rong Gui was thoughtful: "Then how did you use it? It's very hot, blow it on."

"At that time, I just thought that this person blocked a sword for me, so I have to save him anyway. Benefactor, open your mouth." Zhao Qisheng said, with a gentle smile on his face unconsciously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes full of memories, As if missing that time very much, Rong Gui was busy eating porridge, and didn't pay attention to his eyes.

As if remembering something, Zhao Qisheng suddenly asked: "Benefactor, what did you... think?"

"Ok?"

"I mean, why did you block the sword for me who I don't know, and got hurt."

"Because you're a child, don't look at how weak I am now, but back then, I beat the whole sect...cough the whole village is invincible! It's hot." As he spoke, he snatched the spoon, this time, his hand was very steady.

"Can I call you...Brother Rong? Eat slowly." Zhao Qisheng hesitated.

"Whatever you want, your surname is Zhao, a member of the Zhao family?" Rong Gui asked tentatively.

Zhao Qisheng smiled shyly, "It's just a distant relative, Brother Rong is going to the immortal meeting?"

Rong Gui nodded: "Back then when the spiritual root was detected in the village, without a good teacher to teach it, it was wasted for five years. A few days ago, I was enlightened by a traveler, and it was like enlightenment, so I went to Wanren according to what he said. Shan, let's see if there is any fate with the immortal." Rong Gui said nonsense calmly with a normal expression.

Someone knocked on the door.

Zhao Qisheng got up and opened the door. Outside the door, Zhao Xian'er was slim, her pure appearance was so beautiful that it made people tremble, but Rong Gui had already seen her white lotus essence. Now, seeing Zhao Xianer lower her eyebrows, purse her lips and smile three times at Zhao Qisheng, she couldn't help mentioning Come on.

"I just overheard your words. Your name is Zhao Qisheng?" Zhao Xian'er apologized.

Zhao Qisheng nodded.

"Children of the Zhao family have some privileges to participate in the Ascension to Immortals Conference." Zhao Xian'er leaned closer, clung to Zhao Qisheng's ear, and blew hot air.

Rong Guiteng stood up.

Fuck!This is the rhythm of spoiling innocent teenagers!This girl still wants old cows to eat tender grass?It is said that most of the immortals are old women, and no matter how beautiful they are, they can't hide their age.The other day I heard other people call Zhao Xian'er the Fifth Senior Sister. In this kind of big sect, aren't all those who can be Senior Sisters old and young?

Beauty can have it, but white lotus can't bear it!

No, you can't let Qisheng be played with emotions!

With a sense of justice, Rong Gui breathed out a breath to calm down, and then said coolly: "Thank you for saving me, Miss Rong, thank you here."

Hearing his voice, Zhao Qisheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly retreated from Zhao Xian'er as if fleeing from a monster, his face flushed.

Fuck, she's so innocent, she blushes when she gets close to her, this girl is really...Rong Gui became more and more displeased with Zhao Xian'er.

After lowering his head and calming down for a moment, he turned his head and glanced at Rong Gui, Zhao Qisheng replied: "Thank you for your kindness, but Qisheng wants to use his own strength to pass the test."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Zhao Xian'er covered her lips and said with a smile: "If you have ambition, the two of you will be able to pass the test. Xian'er hereby wishes you both a smooth trip, so farewell."

Rong Gui opened his mouth wide, this is... the meaning of... keeping the back door open but wanting to share weal and woe with the hardworking people?

And the look in his eyes just now, was he asking for his opinion?

"Brother Rong, take care of me." Zhao Qisheng walked to the bed and held Rong Gui's hand.

Rong Gui smiled back, "Let's go together."

----

Three days later.

At the foot of Wanren Mountain.

The mountain peaks in front of me are soaring into the clouds, compared with them, people are like weak existence like ants. The continuous and continuous mountains made the young people who came here to participate in the Climbing Fair sigh.

After the wounds of the two recovered, it was almost time for the Climbing Fair.In just three days, the already overcrowded town became even more crowded, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of heads.

Ronggui is not in a hurry.

His talent and talent are destined to stand out. The only thing to worry about is whether the identity of the demon cultivator will be exposed. But according to the information he has, the history of cultivating immortals in this continent is very short, and there has never been an ascension in history. A monk, that is, a saint.And Moxiu and the decent monks don't know each other well, if they hide well, the decent will not be able to recognize Moxiu, and Moxiu, in the past few years in Yuzi, Ronggui deeply understands Yuzi's uniqueness Different and powerful, Yu Zi's kung fu can identify the same family through the breath.

When there are too many people, there will naturally be conflicts. The purpose of Rong Gui pulling Zhao Qisheng in an inconspicuous corner is to avoid disputes, but what he didn't expect was that when they were all in such a corner, there would be people who would find fault.

It was a very burly uncle, with black hair standing upright like a hedgehog, big eyes with copper bells, and a sturdy back.

At this time, the uncle was looking at the two of Rong Gui fiercely.

Rong Gui stepped forward, took a step forward to protect Zhao Qisheng, and stared at the uncle, "What's wrong with you!"

"I..." Unexpectedly, the uncle's voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Huh? Hurry up if you have something to say, if you want to fart." Seeing the uncle's cowardly expression, Rong Gui relaxed his vigilance in his heart. Such a person, who is strong on the outside but capable on the inside, looks like a cute guy with a loli on the outside and a cute heart on the inside.

The uncle stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, is this Wanren Mountain?" This time the voice was thunderous.

Ronggui nodded.

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his chest: "Yes, that's good. I've been away for three months, and I'm finally here."

"Then... where did you come from, uncle?"

"My name is Father Luo, from Moyu." Father Luo scratched his head shyly, "Also, I'm not an uncle, I'm only 16, I just look old..."

"I'm sorry, sorry, you said, you are from Moyu?" Rong Gui was deeply impressed.

Came from Linyu, which is not far away, and walked for three months?

"I asked passers-by before, those surnamed Chu and Liu couldn't tell the way clearly, little brother, you are not only good, but also smart, so I will go with you. Although I am not smart enough, I still have strength. Not bad."

Chu, Liu?This is where it went!

This is... the rhythm of accepting the younger brother?

Rong Gui agreed, and the younger brother who delivered it to the door, of course he will accept it.

"Brother Rong, let's go." Seeing the two talking and laughing, Zhao Qisheng pulled up Rong Gui's sleeves, signaling that he should go.

The three of them embarked on the road of seeking immortality together.

----

"Brother, you mean... that person is in this meeting?"

"No mistake, that's what the disciple who was placed in Yuzi said."

"That……"

"Don't act rashly, act according to the situation."

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Wanren Pass.

A huge stone stands beside the stone steps, with the three big characters of "Jian Lingzong" on it.

The crowd is bustling.

Several men in white clothes came with their swords, the leader was gray-haired, and the others were young disciples, Rong Gui recognized one of them as Zhao Xian'er.

The others I saw that day were not there.

The old man opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "Everyone came here this time to seek immortality and ask questions. Although my Sword Spirit Sect is the number one sect in the world, and there are countless people who come here for fame, everyone must know that it is possible to be recognized by the Sword Spirit Sect. There are very few who come under the income family."

There was a lot of discussion.

"If you are not sure that you can pass the test, or if you don't have the consciousness to risk your life, please go down the mountain." The implication is that there is a danger of losing your life when you ascend the immortal assembly.

Many people turned their heads and went down the mountain. These people were either concerned, or greedy for life and afraid of death, or simply followed the crowd.

The remaining more than 1000 people have made up their minds.

Seeing that there were many more people left this time than in previous years, the old man couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Not much to say, everyone follow me."

The crowd pushed and shoved, all scrambling to move forward, the three of Rong Gui were caught in the crowd, and Father Luo opened the way for the two of them by virtue of his size advantage.

Gradually hear the sound of water.

The old man stopped in front of a waterfall, and there was a secluded lake below. The waterfall flowed rapidly, but the lake surface was calm, like a mirror.

"Everyone only needs to cross the lake to pass this first pass." After the old man finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously and disappeared.

Everyone rushed forward, as if they didn't expect the first level to be so simple.

Ronggui didn't move.

These people are too eager for quick success.

"There is a fraud, you follow me."

When the crowd reached the bridge, the seemingly solid stone bridge suddenly broke in the middle.

"It turned out exactly as I expected." Rong Gui held his chin, with a smile on his face that he thought he could see through everything.

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