This must not be written by me

The vast sky covers the vast and ancient continent. No one knows what to call it. It is beautiful, majestic, but full of dangers. Therefore, people give the general name of the chaos of the universe-Hongmeng.

The dome covers the Hongmeng Continent, and the lofty mountains that lie within it make it look like a dozing giant sleeping among the splendor of the stars.The boundless starlight sprinkled on his body, soft and gentle, just like a lover's kiss on the cheek of his beloved hero.

In the air, there was a faint singing voice, like the chirping of insects hidden in the forest, or like the whispering of the moon god, telling ancient songs and those long-lasting and moving legends.

Time is already a vague concept for this continent. There are powerful and beautiful monster races, ordinary or extraordinary mortals, and——the cultivators who are constantly pursuing the road to heaven.However, for this continent, they are just stories one by one, or just - a story.

On his body, there are many mountains, some are beautiful, some are remote and quiet, some are mountainous, some are steep and dangerous, but none of them are the same, and each has its own characteristics. His uncanny workmanship and his wonderful ideas.

However, among the mountains, there will always be one or two that have never been known to outsiders, and there are also a few mountains that hide more secrets.

There is such a mountain. From a distance, it seems to be a big mountain standing on a flat bottom. The five peaks gather all the scenery in the world. Everyone only knows that this mountain is called Huangshan, but they don’t know that Huangshan is a mountain. There is a valley that surpasses the heavens and the earth——Tianmen sect.

Time flies, unknowingly three years.

"Hahahaha...Ahahahaha..." A young girl ran cheerfully on the green lawn at night, her white ankles shone like pearls in the moonlight.

"Sister Xinxin, stop making trouble!" A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy chased the girl in a panic, smiling and sweating profusely as he ran.

"Cut," He Fengxin dropped the thing in his hand boredly: "Isn't it just a sheet music? Why are you so attached to it?"

Zhong Panji quickly picked up the sheet music that had been thrown on the ground, and blew off the dust on it as if desperately. Seeing that it was not damaged, he quickly hid it in his arms, to beware of the overly cheerful girl in front of him. He snatched it away again.

"I said, little Ah Ji..." He Fengxin sat on a branch of a low tree, while shaking her bare feet, she poked her head mysteriously: "You are such a precious piece of music—why not?" Maybe this is for your careful Master! Hahahaha..." Before Zhong Panji could answer, the girl laughed happily again.

Unconsciously blushing, Zhong Panji quietly glanced at He Fengxin, touched the broken wine bag on his waist, and shook his head hastily: "No! Don't talk nonsense... This, this is for the young master."

"Young master?" He Fengxin tilted her head and nodded, as if she was thinking about the young master, then she giggled again: "I said little Aji, why are you still by that young master's side? Ah, I heard people say that this person is a little monster, who has been just like that old man Mi Hua who has been raped, staying in a small dark room all day without knowing what he is doing?"

When Zhong Panji heard someone say bad things about Mihua, he was also a little angry: "Don't talk nonsense, the elder is understanding the way of heaven."

He Fengxin snorted: "Go, who will believe it, the wife of the head is about to ascend, he is an old man who is many years older than the wife of the head, and I have never seen when he sensed the way of heaven." Seeing that Zhong Panji really wanted to Angry, He Fengxin quickly stopped criticizing Mihua, and changed her words to Lin Chenchu: "

Well, well, I'm not talking about rice crackers.Stay away from that young master who spends all day with Mi Hua.Let me tell you, I've seen that young master before, he's smiling all day long, he doesn't look angry, it doesn't matter if he's not big or small with him, he doesn't have any aura of the young master at all. "He Fengxin looked around secretly, and whispered in Zhong Panji's ear:

"Have you heard what the disciples say about this young master in private? They say that he is just following the old fool—that he is just a little fool! The position of master will never be passed on to him. Are you pushing out the young master and those who are courting the young master, if you get closer to him, maybe I will be pushed out tomorrow too... Hey! Where are you going!" Zhong Panji didn't listen to her After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly: "I'll go and send him the music score... you can play with Zhang Feng and the others first."

He Fengxin stomped her feet angrily: "Cut, you are indeed a fool, and even made little Ah Ji foolish. It seems that what they said is really not wrong."

Zhong Pan ran back to Fengqiju with a huff and a sly smile suddenly appeared on his face, he leaned against the window and peeked inside.

Ever since Feng Qiju was turned into a papa's house by a monkey last time, Ji Qingluo was completely angry. She used the move "burning fire to burn the mountain" to destroy this "Eastern Palace" that had lived in so many former masters. It was completely burned, and it was nicknamed: Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.It made Lin Chengtou as big as a bucket, and he had to find disciples to rebuild Fengming Residence.

Originally wanted to build a simple small house according to the original blueprint, but Ji Qingluo, the child accuser, flatly refused, saying that she wanted to build a grand and magnificent house for her precious son. Seeing her posture, if she let go If she came to build it, she would definitely burn down mountains to build the largest and most luxurious "small residence" in the cultivation world.Although Lin Cheng was a wife slave, he did not dare to disobey the rules passed down by the Tianmen Sect for thousands of years.In the end, it was Elder Mi Hua who was all-rounder who personally drafted and designed an exquisite and elegant small house, which prevented the female Tyrannosaurus from burning the mountain.

After the house is built, although it is not as grand as the Lingxiao Pavilion, it will not add a bit of elegance and tranquility, especially when it is located among the overlapping forests, it is even more elegant and tranquil.Mihua also asked people to plant golden osmanthus behind the house. Due to the unique climate and soil of the Huangshan Valley, the osmanthus trees are fragrant all the year round, and the breeze blows, bringing bursts of refreshing drunken fragrance, which is combined with the surrounding aura. As for the scenery, Zhijiao Lin Cheng also said that although his Lingxiao Pavilion is magnificent, it is not as quiet as here.

Due to Ji Qingluo's strong request, the outside of the house looks like a paradise, but the interior is completely decorated to become the home of a local tyrant... This actually fulfills the long-cherished wish of someone who once had no bed for a night—— Sleep on a big, soft and beautiful bed!

In this way, Lin Chenchu ​​and Zhong Panji were kicked out of Fengming Residence by Mihua on the grounds of "need to be self-reliant". Fortunately, Mihua filled in a side room when designing the house, and Zhong Panji lived as a servant. The past is also just right.Of course, Lin Chenchu ​​also complained about Mi Hua: This old man must want to live alone again.

So what about the owner of Fengqiju now?Zhong Panji covered his mouth and peeked into the window secretly, only to see a ten-year-old boy in plain clothes sitting upright with a pen in his hand, breathing calmly, his clear eyes slightly closed, as if he was writing some excellent words, But it seems to be doing some good painting.The posture of holding the pen in the jade-like little hand is really beautiful. If outsiders see it, they will definitely praise: "You are a gentleman at a young age."

But if others don't understand Lin Chenchu, how about Zhong Panji, a fine person?Once Lin Chenchu ​​is alone, he will definitely reveal his true colors. Although he is still as gentle as jade and as calm as water, what he writes must be unusual.

Zhong Panji smiled cunningly, and nimbly climbed onto the roof, and sneaked onto the roof beam along the skylight, like a nimble cat, using all four limbs together, it quietly detoured back to the target on the head.This is the ability he learned from Mi Hua - martial arts.

Although Mi Hua had an agreement with Lin Cheng that he could not teach him the skills of cultivating immortals, he did not say that he could not teach him the martial arts of his previous life. Zhong Panji was also very smart, and he quickly learned those exquisite body skills and sword skills. a half pass.He bowed his head, and with his advanced cultivation of Qi Refining, he clearly saw what Lin Chenchu ​​wrote:

Throw it~ Throw it~ Throw the handkerchief, gently...

Naturally, Zhong Panji didn't understand the childhood life of children in the 21st century. He only thought that Lin Chenchu's handwriting was very beautiful, and his brushwork was very vigorous and sharp.The writing style is thin, sharp and firm, with a smooth and free-spirited Fengshen. At the turning point, you can clearly see the traces of Zang Feng, Lu Feng, etc. running Teton, but it is far from the image of his usual gentle words.

He jumped down nimbly, took away Lin Chenchu's spoof calligraphy, and laughed loudly: "What kind of masterpiece are you writing, let me read it quickly."

Lin Chenchu ​​was taken aback by him at first, but then he realized that it was Zhong Panji, a brat who was so vicious that he couldn't get any better, making a joke. He immediately changed his gentlemanly appearance just now, jumped onto the table, pinched his waist with one hand, and Pointing at Zhong Panji, who was beaming with joy, she acted like a typical shrew cursing the street: "Fuck me, Zhong Shimao, what are you trying to do! If you don't go through the door, jump down the beam, you're addicted, right? Say, how many times have you scared me, brat! The mental damage fee plus calligraphy money, you have to accompany me no matter what."

Zhong Panji had a playful smile on his face: "You are timid and can't blame others. You have been frightened by me for countless times, and you don't have a long memory. I am exercising your courage, which is even better than a frightened bird! Take Mo Bao as my labor fee, Lin, Xiao, and Bird!"

Just as he expected, Lin Chenchu ​​immediately jumped into a rage, and rushed down to start a duel with him. While fighting, he kept talking: "How dare you call me a bird! You are so small! Look at my Tianma Meteor Fist ..."

"Say you're not a bird, how can you prove it~" Zhong Panji's voice became rippling, with a rascal look on his face.Teasing Lin Chenchu ​​out of his image was his favorite thing to do in the past three years. Every time he saw Lin Chenchu ​​rushing towards him with an angry face, he felt extremely funny.

This stupid bird is usually cautious no matter who he communicates with. No matter how others make fun of him, he will take it seriously. As time goes by, fewer people make fun of him.But even with this warm and moist appearance, once it is teased, it will be quite funny.

Before he knew it, he remembered that when he met Lin Chenchu ​​for the second time, he was standing under the big tree at the door, baring his teeth and claws at the monkey on the tree.Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing even more happily. Perhaps it was that "tribulation" that made Lin Chenchu ​​completely let go of his disguise to him, so that he could truly be accepted by him, although Lin Chenchu ​​himself may not know it.

Lin Chenchu ​​has completely blown his hair now. If it is one of his painful feet besides being isolated by others, then being called "Lin Xiaoniao" by Zhong Panji as a joke is also one of them.In fact, what he thinks is also very simple: the protagonist is amazing, can you ignore other people's feelings if you are the protagonist?It is a heinous crime to frighten others, and even laugh at other people's dicks!After receiving Lao Tzu's trick, he was still smiling happily. Have you ever seen that others are already angry?Hello!

With the explosion of anger, Lin Chenchu ​​rushed forward with a few tricks of "black tiger's heart" and "vital energy bomb". Of course, this was all Lin Chenchu ​​himself shouted. It is mixed with a few tricks of wretched monkeys stealing peaches. ...I have to say, this nerd is really a creature that has no offline.

Although Zhong Panji didn't have any good skills, he couldn't bear the shame of his innate talent. In just two years, the spiritual power in his body had already reached the upper level of Qi refining, and he was about to break through the foundation building stage.But it’s only his spiritual power. Zhong Panji’s set of "Refining Qi Art" is very strange. Not only does it not have an attack method, but there is no way to temper his spiritual power, so although his spiritual power is not complicated. , but not pure.So now although Zhong Panji was about to build his foundation, if he didn't need to use those martial arts skills, he wouldn't even be a match for the most common lower-level Huangzimen qi refining.

Lin Chenchu ​​naturally knew what he was practicing, but he wanted to tell him several times, but was stopped by Mihua.His comprehension of the way of heaven is naturally not as deep as that of Mihua, so he did not forcefully interfere, but every time he watched other disciples use mana to attack, he would feel a little uncomfortable... But guilt is guilt!You said that Laozi Xiaoniao just can't do it!

Two people roll together, you throw a punch and I catch it, you raise your foot and I block it, you open your mouth...

"Ahh! Lin Xiaoniao! Why are you biting? It hurts so much, let go!!"... So the otaku is also a creature that has not logged off the assembly line.

The two of them quarreled enough, and Lin Chenchu ​​completely lost his strength. A set of bastard punches ranged from standing up, to lying down, to being pinned down by Zhong Panji, unable to move his hands and feet and had to bite with his mouth. Finally, he had no strength left. Limply, Zhong Panji let his whole body be pressed against him.

Seeing that he no longer resisted, Zhong Panji also let go of the restraint on him, laying lazily on his body, and shouted: "Oh! Lin Xiaoniao, you actually bit someone, look, look! ..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in front of Lin Chenchu's eyes, and pitifully showed him a row of neat little tooth marks still smeared with saliva.Seeing that Lin Chenchu ​​was about to bite again, he quickly withdrew his hand: "I'll fuck you, you still want to bite."

"Huh...huh...don't, imitate me...and, who told you to call me Lin Xiaoniao! Huh..." Panting for breath, Lin Chenchu ​​glared at him viciously.

Zhong Panji raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and under Lin Chenchu's gaze, with a wicked smile on his face... rubbed the saliva on his arm onto Lin Chenchu's body...

"Ahhh! Zhong Panji, I want to die with you..."

The two fought wildly for a while, and finally ended the battle with Lin Chenchu ​​exhausted.Lin Chenchu ​​had two wisps of hair, leaned against the foot of the table with sweat profusely and flushed face, and picked up the sheet music that fell while rolling with Zhong Panji.

"Huh...huh, what is this..."

"This is the music score." Zhong Panji rubbed over, picked the softest part of Lin Chenchu's thigh under the pillow, and reached out to reach for the two disobedient hairs.

Lin Chenchu ​​patted his hand away irritably, and asked, "I know this is a sheet music, cough, I'm dying of thirst... What are you doing with this? As a token of love."

Zhong Panji saw that he just slapped his hands away and showed no signs of anger, so he handed him the broken wine bag around his waist, and continued to tease: "Mihua gave it to you, he said that the old man watched the stars at night, and he was calm." Qian Kun found this thing for you at the price of three years of life, saying that you will definitely need it."

Three years of life loss... Who is fooled!Lin Chenchu ​​rolled his eyes, and pushed Zhong Panji's claws away from his hair. "What else did he say?"

Zhong Panji squinted his eyes, imitating Mi Hua's unique slow emphasis: "He just said: 'Give this to Lin Xiaoniao...'"

"Zhong Panji, you are looking for death!" Lin Chenchu ​​naturally understood that Mihua would never say anything about "Lin Xiaoniao", it was all said by this vicious dead cat.He stretched his cold hands into Zhong Panji's clothes in an instant, and Zhong Panji, who was looking for abuse by himself, was shocked by the ice.

"Ouch... I was wrong, quickly take out your hand... Hey, you are enough!" Zhong Panji saw that Lin Chenchu ​​had successfully fried his hair again, and a sense of accomplishment came to him spontaneously. moans of joy.

Lin Chenchu ​​opened the music score, and his face was covered with black lines: I thought it was the formation chart secretly taught to him by the old man, but I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary music score—it's still a five-line score...

After finding Zhong Panji that year, he and Zhong Panji chose to practice formation one by one, and the other chose to learn martial arts.Because he did not bow down to his disciples, and Mihua did not teach them, each of them distributed a book, and then waved his hands and let the two of them go back to study by themselves, and restricted them not to disturb them for seven days. He wants to think about the mysteries between heaven and earth, and come back to ask for advice after seven days if he has any questions.

In this way, the two of them went back to Monk Erzhang and studied for seven days without knowing it. For this reason, Lin Chenchu ​​deliberately memorized the gossip bitmap for three days.As a result, after seven days, the two of them went to look for Mihua together. The old man was lying on the bed eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake. How could he think about the mysteries of heaven and earth as he said?It's hard to say whether the person who thinks about making sweet-scented osmanthus cake looks mysterious or not.Without saying a word, a wave of spiritual power threw Lin Chenchu ​​into a formation, and another wave of spiritual power kept attacking Zhong Panji.

At the end of the day, Lin Chenchu's eyes were full of gold stars, his mind was full of Gan, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui, and when he looked up, there were formations everywhere...

And Zhong Panji was even more tragic, with injuries all over his body except his face-hitting people but not faces, it seems that old man Mihua still has a bit of character.

In this way, under the training of Mi Hua, the two people's understanding of the content of the book increased rapidly, and it didn't take long before they got the second book and the third book... But why did Mi Hua suddenly How about this book for Lin Chenchu?

This is a book of xiao music and songs. Lin Chenchu ​​had learned xiao for a short time in his previous life, so he knew a little about it.He hummed the tune of the music score lightly, which turned out to be very nice.

After looking through it for a long time, he couldn't find the name of the sheet music, so he poked Zhong Panji, who was still lazily lying on his knees, trying his best to the two dull hairs on his head: "I said, Mi Hua said that he didn't say what the name of this is, but there are two "Musical Scores" written on the cover. What is the old man's idea?"

Zhong Panji sneered: "Ha, if the word 'music score' wasn't written on the cover, I wouldn't know what it was at all. It's really embarrassing for you to understand it. He said, who told you not to go to him ? He just won't tell you unless you ask him yourself."

Lin Chenchu ​​laughed dryly, skipping classes or something... Sure enough, old nerds are all monsters of desire and dissatisfaction.He deeply suspected: In fact, Guiguzi's disciple was not driven out by him back then, but because he couldn't stand this old pervert who loved to play tricks and escaped...

☆、45 Magical uses of masks