[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Cen Ji is an elder of the Qingluo Sect. According to rumors, he has an indifferent personality, is unkind, and powerful. He stays behind closed doors all year round and is proficient in alchemy.

Entrusted by Qian Lin's father, Qian Lin was accepted as an apprentice. At this time, there was already a disciple under his seat, named Xiu Che.

When Qian Lin and Cen Ji met for the first time, they could be described in four words.

The two hate each other.

Qian Lin sneered: "Old man."

Smiling calmly: "Little brat."

At that time, Qian Lin was only fifteen or sixteen years old, which was a good age for the second year of middle school, but this second year of middle school was not an ordinary stupid mortal who looked down on the world, but was supported by real force.

When Cen Ji saw Qian Rin for the first time, he felt that he was not a good seed for cultivation, not because of his talent, but because of his character.

At that time, Qian Lin's murderous aura spread unscrupulously, and the bloody smell on the sword hanging casually on his waist was so strong that it seemed to be soaked in blood, but this person didn't care, the sword body Naked, with a big smile, and with cruel methods.

Cen Ji knew that he was born as a demon cultivator, so the killing was inevitable, but because of his special constitution, he was half demon and half human, and had practiced the techniques of the demon sect for many years.

He had a good idea, but Qian Lin didn't buy it. He destroyed his medicine field on the first day when he first came. The elixir, while laughing wickedly.

"If you want to come to your fairy gate, you don't welcome me, so why don't you let me go down the mountain and let you go down the mountain, how about it?"

Cen Ji looked at his unruliness, and felt that if this son left, he would be a disaster in the cultivation world, so after being physically beaten up, he was thrown into a confinement in the back mountain, saying that cultivating immortals first cultivates one's heart.

Seeing that there is no way to go down the mountain, Qian Lin restrained himself a little. Every day, he held the volume of introductory exercises left by Cen Ji, and flipped through them when he was bored. After a period of time, he actually practiced a The head of the name, the blood is gone, if he stands there peacefully on weekdays, he really has the air of an orthodox fairy family.

Cen Ji knew clearly that this little bastard only looked harmless on the surface, but actually hid all the murderous aura that he wanted.

He was so worried that his hair fell out a lot.

Qian Lin's father had an old relationship with him, and he had helped him during his training. The karma of a cultivator was complicated, so he couldn't live up to the last wish of this old friend.

He thought that although his eldest disciple Xiu Che was cold on the surface, he was actually kind-hearted, but he was not good at expressing himself. If Qian Lin could get along with him, maybe he could lead that kid on the right path.

So, one day, both Qian Lin and Xiu Che were driven to the medicine field, saying that they would be in charge of the medicine field in the future, and if they didn't plant well, they wouldn't even think about leaving.

Xiu Che was silent, thought for a while, squatted down and carefully stared at a elixir plant.

Qian Lin's face darkened, and she folded her hands on her chest, smiling murderously at the elixir.

He drew out his sword, thinking of destroying the medicine field again, but Xiu Che also drew out his sword and stood in front of him.

Xiu Che is an orthodox swordsman, able to bear his temper, endure hardships, and has a straight temper. After following Cen Ji for so many years, his strength should not be underestimated.

Chirin: "What do you mean?"

Xiu Che: "If it's ruined, it will still be reborn."

Looking at Qian Lin, he added: "This is actually a spare medicine field, and Master will not feel bad if it is destroyed."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "If you really want to destroy it, there is a secret door in the confinement room in the back mountain, which leads to a small medicine field privately hidden by Master."

Somewhere, Cen Ji, who was making alchemy, suddenly sneezed.

Qian Lin withdrew the sword, and the two exchanged a look, which was considered to have reached a temporary agreement.

After all, for a sword cultivator who made a living from fighting, and a demon cultivator who came out of killing, honestly serving elixir is simply a kind of torment.

Suffering is suffering, if you want to go out and cheat people, you still have to plant medicine.

One day, Qian Lin swept a piece of spiritual water with a wave of his hand, and the next day, a large piece of the elixir died.

After observing for a while, Xiu Che said, "The devilish energy is too strong."

Another day, Qian Lin controlled and sprinkled a piece of spiritual water, and the next day, a large piece of the elixir was still dead.

Xiu Che observed for a while, and said, "The concentration is too high."

Another day, stacks of books that were nearly human tall were brought in, and Qian Lin took one casually, only to see that it read—Handbook of Basic Knowledge of Elixir Planting.

Another book—the influence of three thousand kinds of spiritual water on elixir.

Another book—Take care of your panacea with heart—practical chapter.

Ha ha.

Qian Lin turned around and slashed the sword light, the barrier at the exit became turbulent, showing faint signs of shattering.

"Xiu Che, don't stop me, I'm going to kill that old man."

In the end, it still couldn't be cut.

At that time, Qian Lin was still a little tender.

Back after being beaten half to death, Qian Lin had a dark face, and together with Xiu Che who had the same stiff expression, he seemed to be seriously flipping through the books on the cultivation of elixir, but in fact most of them were read with murderous intent, Yao Tian The elixir inside is still half dead.

After Qian Lin practiced for a period of time and was about to draw out his sword and fight out after fused immortality and magic energy, Su Qi came.

Su Qi is the third disciple accepted by Cen Ji. The rare dual spirit root of wood and fire was abducted by Cen Ji after accidentally discovering it. With the idea of ​​not wasting the medicine field and making his disciples get along happily, he was also thrown away by Cen Ji. come over.

Su Qi has a gentle temperament. Hearing that one of his two senior brothers was paralyzed and the other was an evildoer, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. When they first met, he raised his hand tremblingly and waved to say hello.

Xiu Che: "Hello."

Qian Lin: "Do you know how to grow medicine?"

The two different words blurted out by the two of them determined that Xiu Che and Su Qi would be able to show a thousand smiles in the days to come.

This is a huge injury that only single dogs can feel.

Let's turn the subject now.

The arrival of Su Qi finally liberated Xiu Che and Qian Lin from the endless cycle of planting elixir, saving elixir, and death. It is gratifying to congratulate.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Su Qi is soft and cute. He loves life and nature. He obeys the law and respects his teachers. He loves alchemy and cultivation of elixir the most. He rarely gets angry and doesn't like to fight. , comes with aperture effects.

A large elixir field was planted with elixir by Su Qi bit by bit. Qian Lin was practicing on the side, Xiu Che sometimes practiced swords, and sometimes stood quietly on the side, silently watching Su Qi plant the elixir.

Su Qi: "Are you a sword cultivator?"

Xiu Che: "Yes."

Su Qi: "It's the first time I saw a live sword cultivator. I heard that sword cultivator's training is very hard."

Xiu Che: "Hmm..."

Su Qi: "Recently I learned a new recipe, but I accidentally fried it, what a pity."

Xiu Che: "...um."

Qian Lin had just fully fused the two powers, and when she opened her eyes, the two of them were performing their daily dog ​​abuse as usual.

Gee.

Such days lasted for a long time.

Su Qi finally finished planting the medicine field, and their usual place of activity was moved from the medicine field to the practice field.

Su Qi spent half of his time refining medicine, and half of his time practicing self-defense spells and watching Xiuche.

Xiu Che practiced sword half of the time, and while practicing sword half of the time, he watched Su Qi and the two people's feelings heat up rapidly.

Qian Rin spends half of her time practicing kung fu and half of her time going down the mountain to fight.

Everyone had a great time.

Su Qi still loves alchemy more than cultivation.

Xiu Che still faced Su Qi, unable to hold back more than five words at once.

Qian Lin still can't support the panacea, and she is shown her face every day.

Although such a day is a little dull, it is the dullness they are all willing to maintain.

Then one day, it was broken.

When Qian Lin rushed back, Su Qi was hugging Xiu Che's body, the expression on his face seemed to disappear in an instant.

He stared blankly at Qian Lin.

"Who?" Chirin asked.

"It's useless." Su Qi said.

This incident almost involved the elders of the entire Green Fallen Sect, and the demise of Cen Ji's lineage could not shake this sect.

"You alone can't fight against the entire Green Fallen Sect."

"I am not your cultivator."

Qian Lin disappeared for three years, and three years later, she went to the Green Fallen Sect alone.

Fight to fame.

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"So," Wan Jing caught an important point after listening to the story, "I'm actually the first flower you raised?"

"Do you feel very honored?" Qian Lin smiled and threw a certain flower, and kissed his lips.

"No," Wan Jing solemnly stretched out a hand, blocking a certain beastly person, "I'm glad."

How tenacious he was back then, he survived in your hands.