This must not be written by me

Mi Hua looked at Lin Chenchu's eyes, and once again felt that his eyes were surprisingly bright and beautiful.He shook his head and smiled wryly:

"But in the end, I owe them. The cause I planted, what I owe them will be repaid by me. So I gave up the chance to become an immortal, and chose to accept the pain of reincarnation in the eleventh life in this world to pay for my sins .”

"Cheng Xian? So..."

"That's right, I already have the cultivation level of a golden immortal, but I'm still a mortal body. If I easily use the cultivation level of a fairy, it will immediately attract thunder. It's just... after the thunder disaster, I still can't rise to the top." Immortal, I will still reincarnate with my sins to pay for my sins..."

"Why are you telling me this?" Lin Chenchu ​​asked.

"Because you are different from others." Mi Hua's eyes suddenly shone. "This is a feeling, it's the feeling I've had for many years after studying the way of heaven..."

If Mihua raises his eyebrows provocatively at this time, he will look like the abbot who has a sexual orientation problem in Zhou Xingxing's movie "Jigong"... Lin Chenchu ​​thinks that his hair is longer - the black line is three thousand feet long,...

"Although I won't accept you as an apprentice, you can read any kind of books in my library. Of course, whether you can learn it or not is up to you."

There is such a good thing?Although he couldn't get Guiguzi's personal teaching like Sun Bin and Pang Juan, but he was good at stealing from him.Furthermore, if there is something different that I don't understand, can I help him?

Lin Chenchu ​​had a beautiful thought: If he learned the ability of Guiguzi, the ancestor of Wang Chan, wouldn't he be able to fascinate thousands of beautiful girls, accept the protagonist as his subordinate, eradicate evil forces, correct social atmosphere, maintain world peace, and restore the world? Build a harmonious new world, and finally become a rich, powerful, famous, and super... otaku who stands at the top of the world.

Although he is always complaining about the life of an otaku, Lin Chenchu ​​is so sincere that the life of an otaku is actually really happy...

"This is the reason why I like being an otaku." Elder Mihua, who once again saw through people's hearts, lay on the soft couch calmly...

Lin Chenchu ​​felt that he had been numb after being seen through. Suddenly, a strange thought flashed through his mind: the reason why Guiguzi didn't want to go out to help the world, but instead sent many disciples out of the mountain or something—could it be because of him I really like staying at home...

Mi Hua stared at Lin Chenchu ​​for a second, coughed twice, and turned around as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chenchu: ...don't hide it so blatantly, okay?You look so arrogant!

"Stop thinking about it, go out with me later and settle one matter." Mi Hua rubbed his face, got up and pulled Lin Chenchu ​​up.

"What is it?" Lin Chenchu ​​was puzzled.

"Zhong Panji! What you said is not wrong. The cause and effect are planted by yourself. Since it has changed, otherwise things will be completely changed." Mi Hua turned around, his face became very unpredictable. Lin Chenchu ​​is definitely not simple, he There seems to be a strong curse on her body...

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On Luoming Peak, a child kept repeating a monotonous movement amidst the clouds and mists: bending down, watering, getting up, walking, bending down, watering...

He has been in the fairy grass garden of Luoming Peak for three days, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on Luoming Peak.

"Are you Zhong Panji? My name is He Fengxin, and I am the chief of Xuanzhaojie of the Huangzi Gate here. From now on, you will be my soldier!" A cardamom girl full of aura was wearing a big straw hat, and she was full of vigor. Zhong Panji said hello.

Zhong Panji opened his misty eyes, looked at the girl in front of him, and murmured vaguely: "...Sister..."

"En!" He Fengxin rubbed Zhong Panji's hair happily: "You are so obedient ~ haha, are you still lying on the bed? Big, lazy, cat!" The familiar movements made Zhong Panji stunned again.

"Xinxin, stop making trouble." A voice as cold as winter spring came.

The sound also pulled Zhong Panji out of his missing of his sister, and he followed the sound to find it, but was so stimulated by the strong sunlight that he couldn't open his eyes.He couldn't help blocking the glare with his hands, and a woman with black hair like a waterfall stood at the door against the light.It's hard to see the appearance, but it's a first-class beauty in terms of strength of character.

"Cousin...why are you here?" He Fengxin coquettishly said, "What's wrong with me..."

Yu Ling's eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and her face was more delicate than a flower, but she was born with a bit of indifference without anger and prestige, but this indifference was naturally ignored by He Fengxin.She shook her head helplessly, and suddenly smiled with melting ice and snow: "This child has been in a coma for a day and a night, why don't you go and bring him some water?"

"Ah!" He Fengxin slapped his head hastily, and ran out in a panic.

Zhong Panji sat up, his eyes followed He Fengxin's figure as he went out, and he didn't come back to his senses until she left for a long time.

"Your name is Zhong Panji?" Suddenly, a voice like the tinkling of spring water in winter came.Zhong Panji turned cold for a moment, turned back to look at Yu Lingluo, and was immediately shocked by the cold air on her body, speechless: "Yes, yes..."

Yu Lingluo withdrew her coercion in dissatisfaction, and cast a cold glance at Zhong Panji: "Do you know how the Great Elder died?"

Zhong Panji's pupils shrank suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant. The shocked Chaoyu Lingluo asked: "What, what! Master is dead!"

The aura on Yu Lingluo's body relaxed slightly: "Don't you know?"

Zhong Panji sat paralyzed on the bed like a puppet who had lost his soul, thinking that his chapped lips were trembling unceasingly, and not long after, a few drops of blood flowed from his lips: "...the master is dead... ..." He was sluggishly muttering something non-stop.

Seeing that the child kept muttering something, Yu Lingluo leaned over to hear what he said, but could only hear a few sporadic words such as "revenge" and "enemy".

At this time, He Fengxin ran back in a hurry: "Hey! Zhong Panji, let's see what I brought back for you... Huh?" She stopped in doubt, and pointed at Zhong Panji who was almost out of shape on the bed. Asked: "Cousin, what happened to him?"

Yu Lingluo put down his guard temporarily: "Don't worry, the Great Elder is not dead."

"What!" Just now, the person who looked like the sky was falling, suddenly became bright again in his eyes: "Master, he is not dead!"

"Who's dead?" He Fengxin interjected suspiciously, and took out the wine bag from his waist: "Oh, oh! Don't worry about that much, whoever is dead, you have to drink this!" Said and threw the bag on the bell. Pan Ji's side.

"What is this?" Yu Lingluo looked at He Fengxin, but seeing the sinister smile on the latter's face, she couldn't help being annoyed: What is this girl doing?Thinking of the way Zhong Panji looked at his cousin, he simply let her go.

Zhong Panji didn't notice the communication between the two people here, but when he heard the sound of water splashing in the wine bag, he suddenly realized that he was very thirsty.Undoubtedly, he unscrewed the lid and took a mouthful—"Poof..."

"Hahaha~ Oh, why did you spit it out...hahaha." He Fengxin, who had succeeded in trickery, covered her stomach and laughed, and even Yu Lingluo couldn't help but pursed her lips and snickered.

... This taste... Zhong Panji smacked his lips, and then gulped down another mouthful under the surprised eyes of the two.

"Oh! You really drink it! It tastes like lacquer pepper..." He Fengxin covered her mouth in surprise.

"Isn't it just Evodia? Thank you, senior sister, for giving me the medicine." Zhong Panji blushed from the choking and spicy taste, and couldn't help coughing again.

Yu Lingluo cast a reproachful glance at He Fengxin: "Xinxin, stop messing around. Why is this Evodia rutaecarpa for him to drink, please apologize!" He Fengxin glanced mischievously at Yu Lingluo, stuck out her tongue, and shrank her neck towards Zhong Panji giggled: "I'm sorry, I was just joking with you, I didn't expect you to drink it..." She secretly glanced at Yu Lingluo, and quickly took out another wine bottle from behind her. Bag: "This is cow's milk. I stole it specially...no, it's here to nourish your body. You should take a sip first."

Zhong Panji looked at He Fengxin's appearance, although he was not as delicate as Yu Lingluo, but he was not as bright and cute as she was, just like his sister Zhong Linger.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little sad again, but then quickly disappeared: Yu Lingluo is a smart woman.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Zhong Panji thanked He Fengxin holding the wine bag.

"Hehehe, don't call me Senior Sister, just like everyone else, call me Senior Sister Xinxin." He Fengxin looked at Zhong Panji's handsome face, unconsciously feeling a little uncomfortable.

Yu Lingluo shook her head helplessly. My cousin... "I think you know a little bit about medicine, so go to the Immortal Medicine Garden to tend herbs."

In this way, Zhong Panji went to the Immortal Grass Garden to plant medicinal herbs.

He wiped the sweat from his head, rubbed his sore arms, turned around and looked back: all the herbs in the yard have been watered, and today's task is considered over.

He sat on the ground, ignoring the muddy ground that had been soaked by mist all year round, took out a wine bag from his waist, and suddenly took a sip, and the cold spring water flowed from his mouth to all parts of his body in an instant, but this With one bite, the dry heat brought about by labor has been completely removed.

"Ah..." Zhong Panji heaved a sigh of relief, and comfortably touched his face with his small black hands, only touching his face like a big tabby cat.Afterwards, he bit a piece of thatch, lay down on the ground and began to rest.

He raised the wine bag in his hand to his eyes. This bag was ordinary, but it had an unusual origin - it was given to him by He Fengxin.Thinking of that girl, Zhong Panji showed a slight smile on Zhong Panji's face unconsciously. He Fengxin really resembles Zhong Linger, not in appearance, but in expression... Yes, especially when laughing, and when playing pranks ...is exactly the same.

Thinking about it, he put the wine bag back on his waist, patted the bag, and touched the pair of bracelets on his hand, feeling slightly satisfied: This is my tenth birthday, although it wasn't what I thought of half a year ago Like that, but actually...

Suddenly, a man came galloping with a flying sword, wearing a white outfit and long hair: "You must be Zhong Panji." This man is the elder guard codenamed Qingfeng.

Zhong Panji glanced at him secretly, and saw that this person had a handsome appearance, but he exuded a cold air all over his body for no reason. He also recognized him from this desolate temperament. "The disciple is Zhong Panji."

"Are you ten years old today?"

"Exactly ten years old."

Qingfeng took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve: "This is your cultivation method." After finishing speaking, he wanted to leave with Yujian, but suddenly two small hands with fragrant wind protruded from behind his forehead, and suddenly covered It met his eyes: "Cousin~ Guess...uh." The owner of the voice suddenly stopped, because she found a cold flashing sword on her stomach at some point.

Afterwards, she quickly withdrew her hand and realized that it wasn't Yu Lingluo. He Fengxin hurriedly apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, because you are very cold... er er er, it's very... I didn't mean it! Don't... "Before she finished speaking, Qingfeng snorted coldly: "It's only 15 years old...Hmph, Huang Zimen, nonsense." Saying that, Yu Jian flew away, leaving only He Fengxin who was stupefied.

"Sister Xinxin... are you alright?" Zhong Panji watched as the bright smile on He Fengxin's face gradually faded away, he was a little at a loss as to whether he should go up to comfort her, but just in a daze, He Fengxin hid his face and flee.

Zhong Panji felt a little panicked in his heart, feeling aggrieved for no reason.He took a deep breath and rubbed his face fiercely. This time the flower cat has completely turned into a black cat.

He sighed, lay on his back on the ground, and started the exercise in his hand in annoyance: "Practicing Qi Jue".He sighed irritably again: This "Qi Refining Jue" is simply a bad way in the cultivation world.Only for the cultivation methods up to the golden core stage, apart from gathering spirits, none of them can attack magic tricks, and even the bastard fists of ordinary casual practitioners with low aptitude are better than this.

Putting Fajue away, he closed his eyes, feeling the moist air on Luoming Peak hitting his face, gradually feeling a little tired.Suddenly, his eyes went dark, as if someone was looking down at him from above his head.

"Hehe? What is this for? Can paste mud beautify your face? What kind of image do you pay attention to, a rough boy! What's the matter, are you going to catch a rich and handsome man?" A voice with a smile sounded above his head, Zhong Panji quickly opened his eyes, only to see a grizzled old man looking at him.

Mi Hua laughed and said, "Why, your face is covered with mud, and your brain is also covered with mud?"

Zhong Panji sat up quickly, and asked in surprise: "You are..." He suddenly thought of what the Great Elder said in his mind. old man."

"Go, go, go..." Mi Hua waved his hand: "Who is old! Elder Mi Hua, I am eighteen forever!"

Zhong Panji couldn't help but sneered: "Got it, seniors who are ten, eight, or ten years old—" He knew in his heart that this person's temper was just like a child's, and with this temper, he definitely wouldn't let him down just because he was not old or young. It doesn't matter if you get angry at his jokes, even if you let go and joke with him.

"Hey! You kid is still poor with me!" Mi Hua scratched his head, pulled Zhong Panji up from the ground, looked at the little mud boy in front of him, couldn't help laughing, Zhong Pan who laughed straight Sabi was also a little embarrassed.When he finished laughing, he waved his hand, and a hose flew out of his hand, covering Zhong Panji from head to toe in an instant.

Zhong Panji only felt a chill on his face, and a sudden chill on his body, but when he raised his hand to touch it, it was dry, and all the mud on his face and hands disappeared.He knew in his heart that the old man in front of him must have used the power of water to wash off all the stains on his body and clothes, but there was no trace of water remaining.Because of their unique method of refining medicine, the Zhong family's ability to control their own spiritual power is also top-notch. They can use the spiritual power of bones at the same time, and they can also use their own spiritual power to infiltrate fine elixir, but they must accurately control each It cannot be said that there is no trace of spiritual power, but it is absolutely impossible to be so beautiful.This kind of control is simply amazing.

Seeing Zhong Panji's dumbfounded expression, Mi Hua smiled complacently: "Boy, do you want to learn..."

Zhong Pan's bliss came to his heart: "Please teach me, Master!"

"Hey? Who said you were going to be accepted as an apprentice? I just saw that little brother, you have exquisite bones. You are a rare talent for cultivating immortals. From now on, the task of maintaining world peace will fall on your shoulders. It is rare for me to be with you." You are destined, I have a younger brother under my command, why don't you go back and be his companion?"

Zhong Panji was a little dizzy. From the beginning, he couldn't understand what the old man said. Now, although he can understand every word he said, he doesn't know the meaning of each word together. Yes...he just nodded blankly.

Seeing Zhong Pan's dizzy expression, Mi Hua snickered: Fortunately, Lin Chenchu ​​didn't come over due to psychological shadows. If he did, wouldn't he vomit my day's troubles in his heart?

Without waiting for Zhong Panji to react, he pulled him onto his flying sword, and laughed loudly towards Luo Xiaofeng's own mansion.

Zhong Panji looked at the sword under his feet reflexively. This sword is also a general spirit sword. It is very leisurely to fly slowly, but he searched and searched, but he couldn't find the name of the sword. Found several strange characters.

"Elder Mihua, what is engraved on your sword? It's so strange, it doesn't look like a charm..." Zhong Panji was puzzled.

"Cut, it's more strange than rare. Those are called Arabic numerals." Mi Hua answered casually.

"Arabic? What's that? How come I haven't heard it before?"

"Are there many things you haven't heard of?" Mi Hua had already taken out a pot of tea from the Qiankun ring.

Zhong Panji looked at Mi Hua who showed his true form "unreservedly" in front of him, and said hesitantly: "Uh, how dare you ask the name of this sword..."

"Hey..." Mihua laughed obscenely: "His name is—" Under Zhong Panji's expectant eyes, Mihua dragged out a long voice: "...Boeing 747."

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Mi Hua looked at Zhong Panji's confused eyes and smiled viciously, but also happily. No matter how he looked, he looked like Lin Chenchu ​​who was staying in the monkey dung house and waiting for someone to knock on the door... So, all the nerds in the world have a dark eye.

Flying into Fengming Residence, Mihua suddenly remembered the negotiation between Zhong Panji and Lin Cheng before he went to find Zhong Panji: he could keep Zhong Panji and Lin Chenchu ​​by his side, but he could not teach them any exercises.But it doesn't matter, all of this has its own variables, and this variable is by my side...

Lin Chenchu ​​came out of the room, and stretched out his hand to Zhong Panji's surprised eyes.Under the sunlight, the gentle child smiled warmly. The sunlight cast a halo on his face, making him look like a fairy boy who fell from the sky.

"My name is Lin Chenchu, welcome, Zhong Panji."

☆, 44 three years later