They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

Mo Nianhuan thought that he would be let go, but he didn't expect that Shen Baiyi handed himself directly to Shen Wanqi, and suddenly felt ashamed of handing over the item.

wrong!What is he thinking!The juniors belong to the master!

Shen Wanqi took over Mo Nianhuan, and the heavy fox fur inadvertently parted slightly as he moved, revealing a mouth-drying glossy white, looking at Shen Baiyi with a bit of sullen eyes.

"Are you finished?"

Shen Baiyi was extremely innocent: "It's not me."

"Then did you see it?"

Seeing that his elder brother was angry, Shen Baiyi knew that a fight was inevitable, so he broke the pot and smiled, "Back to elder brother, I won't tell you."

Shen Wanqi put Mo Nianhuan on the padded recliner under the pavilion, and carefully gathered the fox fur tightly so that no inch of skin was exposed before he was satisfied.He got up and raised his hand to draw an enchantment on the pavilion to isolate the ice and snow outside, and then injected spiritual energy into the copper furnace on the side, and the pavilion became warmer.

Turning around and walking out of the pavilion, he took out the Spiritual Breath Sword and pulled it out of its scabbard.

Under the sunlight, the icy blue edge of the Spiritual Breath Sword was slashed to the edge of the sword, giving off the inviolable coldness of an ancient artifact.

"come out."

Shen Baiyi smiled happily when he saw the situation, as if he was looking forward to it, and saw him pull out his Yingying Sword with bright eyes.

The Chengying Sword was out of its sheath, the blade was not as cold as the Lingxi Sword, but extremely elegant.The light and shadow skipping over the blade of the sword are like blooming brilliance, with the grace of a lotus emerging from the water.

Like a sword, Shen Baiyi calmly stood in front of Shen Wanqi, as if he was used to it.

"Brother, fighting is not allowed in the sect."

Shen Wanqi listened to Shen Baiyi's tone of false persuasion and knew that it was a provocation to him, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "It doesn't count if it's inside the barrier."

Zangxi Pavilion is indeed a place where barriers are set up, and other places in the sect cannot perceive the movement here, even if they are in dire straits, no one will notice.

So it's very convenient to do anything.

As soon as the words fell, the two drew their swords.

Lingxi is evenly matched to Chengying, and he is not polite.

The snow was pierced with several deep grooves by the sword energy, the plum blossoms on the plum trees fell innocently, the snowflakes and plum blossoms flying all over the sky intertwined, the sleeves of their snow-white gowns fluttered, and the beautiful men fought, adding a little bit to this icy and snowy land beauty.

Mo Nianhuan silently took the melon seeds on the table and knocked them. Although he didn't know why he started beating suddenly, but as a waste, this is not something he should think about. He just needs to eat, drink, have fun and be a cannon fodder.

It's very exciting to be secretly happy while eating, now he is looking forward to the master's exit, is it possible to see such a Shura field every day when the master is out of the customs?Isn't this more exciting than reading a novel?

Don't be jealous that he can watch the scene, envy you can't come.

It was warm in the barrier, and the copper stove on the side made him a little hot, so he exposed his crossed legs from under the snow-white fox fur to cool off, and covered the upper part tightly with the little brother, it was fine if the legs were exposed.

"Brother, this is impossible."

Just a few seconds after he exposed his legs, he saw a hand stretching out from behind, pulling his fox fur tight and covering it tightly.

Turning his head in doubt, he found that it was Shen Qianyu.

"You are so weak and easy to catch cold, if Master finds out that we have not taken care of you well after leaving the customs, you will be punished." Shen Qianyu put the decocted medicine in her hand on the table.

"When will Master leave the customs?"

Shen Qianyu could hear Mo Nianhuan's urgent tone, and it was true that the brother's heart was all about the master, so he looked away lightly, and the fleeting gloom in his lowered eyes converged.

"I don't know, brother, drink the medicine first."

Mo Nianhuan glanced at the pitch-black medicine in the bowl, and couldn't help but tremble, yes, he is a good-for-nothing.If you don't drink the medicine, you will die, but this broken body will have to persist until the master comes back.

In the book, it is written that Master has been in retreat for more than three years, and the writing time is a flick of a finger, but he is a real existence now, and I don't know when I will be able to see the exciting scene.

I haven't had time to see it in the book, so I can't enter the book in person and still can't see it. My life is important, and it's a good medicine.

He raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Seeing that Mo Nianhuan drank the medicine obediently, Shen Qianyu stuffed the candied fruit into Mo Nianhuan's mouth.Then he sat beside Mo Nianhuan and waved his sleeves, and a beautifully crafted guqin appeared on the table.

Mo Nianhuan tasted the sweet candied fruit, and then he was attracted by the violin, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

Is this Shen Qianyu's weapon 'Phoenix Guqin'?

This guqin has a beautiful shape, with a wide front and a narrow back. The surface of the qin is bounded from thick to thin from the outside to the inside, and the strings are made of silk.There are broken lines on the body of the piano, which look a bit like plum blossoms when you look closely, and there are exquisite carvings of phoenix dancing in the sky all over the body.

Shen Qianyu sat in an elegant posture, plucking the strings with her slender hands, and the melody as calm as water rang in her ears.

Dance sword, play piano, salt fish.

It turns out that this match is so perfect.

Mo Nianhuan fell on the reclining chair and sighed, it's so comfortable.Slowly, he was calmed down by such a quiet melody, and when he closed his eyes, he felt as if his soul had been washed and he was about to ascend to heaven.

I feel warm all over.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he found that everything in front of him slowed down and became extremely clear.

Ok?

Sitting up abruptly, he looked at the moves Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi competed outside the barrier.

In the book, Mo Nianhuan is a waste whose spiritual roots are damaged and disabled, and he is destined to be unable to cultivate. He is equivalent to an ordinary person. Naturally, his senses are not as good as those of a cultivator. However, he actually caught Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi's sword passing by The trajectory, as if being slowed down, all the moves are clear.

Even the rhythm of the strings played by Shen Qianyu and the move Phoenix Wutian released were captured by him and deeply reflected in his mind.

Involuntarily, he stretched out his two hands like two swords, imitating the moves and attack direction of the two.

The aura overflowing from the fingertips turned into soft fingers, and in an instant, the aura was like a broken bamboo and hit the huge stone behind Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi outside the barrier.The moment the boulder was shattered into pieces, the towering tree behind it also crashed to the ground.

Mo Nianhuan: "..." Oh shit.

Innocent looked at his fingers blankly.

With a loud bang, Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi withdrew their swords suddenly, and they watched in astonishment that the boulder not far away was crushed into powder.

Shen Qianyu's movement of playing the piano on the side paused slightly. From the corner of the eye, Mo Nianhuan caught Mo Nianhuan's movement, and his eyes were unbelievable. He actually caught the trajectory of Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi's sword moves?Also smashed the boundary guard stone.

This is the boundary-defending stone laid down by the master, and it is impossible for the three of them to smash such a boundary-defending stone, let alone Mo Nianhuan, who has no strength to restrain a chicken and is about to hug in three steps, panting for a hundred steps, unexpectedly The move broke the boundary stone? !

They have already reached the state of distraction, and if they go beyond the state, they will be in the state of integration. Looking at the entire cultivation world, unless it is the elders of the immortal sect who are thousands of years old, among the cultivators under the age of one hundred, the state of the three of them is already outstanding By.

The levels of cultivation are divided into Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Leaving Body, Distraction, Fit, Hollow Void, Mahayana, and Crossing Tribulation. The cultivation must reach at least the Golden Core stage to be considered a real cultivator, even if it is the Golden Core stage. It may not be possible to clearly see the sword moves of cultivators in the divine realm, let alone their senior brothers.

Mo Nianhuan felt that there was something wrong with him, cold sweat gradually came out on his forehead, and his abdomen was inexplicably hot, as if a fireball was circling and burning in his abdomen, but the more this happened, the more clearly he could see, and everything in his vision became extremely clear , crossed the enchantment of Zangxi Pavilion, spread to various places in the sect, and even surrounded by weak water, he had a panoramic view of Fenglinzhou, which was not fluffy.

The rampant heat in his body made him feel like he needed to vent.

——Concentrate on the inner note, listen to the breath and become quiet.

The cold and frosty voice came to the eardrums again, as if flowing water from a high mountain poured into a surging volcano, instantly reducing the fiery impetuosity.

whose voice is this?

——Xi'er, the teacher is not by your side, if you encounter this situation again in the future, remember to concentrate on your inner attention, listen to your breath and become quiet.

Xi'er? ! !

Mo Nianhuan was a little distracted, no, isn't that his nickname?Why would anyone know? !And as a teacher?

This is Shen Yuanyu, the master master Qingyuan Xianjun? !

——Don’t get distracted, your body is too weak, once you get distracted, you will be backlashed, learn to focus on your inner attention, and listen to your breath into silence.

After reading a few more words in a cold tone, Mo Nianhuan was distracted by the silence, and slowly closed his eyes.

--wait for me.

This "wait for me" seems to be completely incompatible with Qing Leng Gu.

Mo Nianhuan felt the rampant fireball in his body slowly calm down, and then he was relieved.

Shen Qianyu stared in amazement at the complex patterns that slowly emerged on Mo Nianhuan's neck, like flowers growing in a pool of blood, coquettish and evil, her whole body seemed to be stained with a blood-red aura, and she also smelled a cool, cold fragrance.

But it disappeared in the next second. The pattern and the cold fragrance seemed to have never appeared before, but he misread and had a wrong sense of taste.

That is……

Demonic?

"Cough, cough—" Mo Nianhuan fell back on the reclining chair, and an unbearable cough rose from his throat. The cough was heartbreaking, and he even tasted the fishy sweetness, but such fishy sweetness made him greedy and want to suck it.

Why is this plot not written in the book, Mo Nianhuan in the book is a waste, how could he see the ability to steal moves like that just now, and he still remembers the moves of Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi in his head.

Also smashed the boulder.

"Senior brother!" Seeing that Mo Nianhuan's face was translucent, Shen Qianyu immediately stepped forward to support him, and was a little surprised when he touched Mo Nianhuan's hand.

Very hot.

The eldest brother whose limbs are as cool as jade all the year round will be so hot, this temperature is definitely not fever.

Withholding the pulse, his eyes dimmed a little when he felt the pulse.

"...It's a bit hot." Mo Nianhuan pulled the fox fur on his body impatiently.

Shen Qianyu quickly held down Mo Nianhuan's hand pulling his clothes. Seeing that Mo Nianhuan's face was flushed abnormally, she suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and raised her hand to relieve Mo Nianhuan's discomfort at this time with spiritual energy.

Shen Wanqi and Shen Baiyi noticed the abnormality and hurriedly withdrew their swords and penetrated into the barrier and walked into the pavilion.

"What's going on?" Shen Wanqi went to sit beside Mo Nianhuan, stretched out his hand to feel Mo Nianhuan's pulse, with an unpredictable expression.

Shen Baiyi looked at Mo Nianhuan suspiciously: "You broke the Boundary Guard Stone just now?"

Mo Nianhuan coughed violently. He was extremely weak and gasped for words: "Ahem, cough, cough, is that me?"

The three brothers: "..."

is it possible?The elder brother who has no power to bind a chicken and has a broken spiritual root can shatter the enchantment stone guarding the enchantment with one blow.

Shen Qianyu found that Mo Nianhuan was coughing and closing his eyes, as if he had been exhausted and exhausted, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and he fell to the side, quickly reaching out to support Mo Nianhuan's body head.

"Senior brother's pulse is strong, and..." Shen Wanqi frowned, but hesitated to speak, as if judging such a possibility.

"And what!" Shen Baiyi was impatient.

"Eldest brother's spiritual roots are being repaired, and he can concentrate on listening to his breath and calm down."

What is concentrating on the inner focus, listening to the breath into tranquility, this is the entry point for the practitioners to realize, it is the beginning of foundation building, and it is the beginning that those who want to cultivate the truth may not be able to understand it all their lives.

These words are undoubtedly caused by the boulder falling on the calm lake, and how many miraculous medicines and ancient medicines they have found in the world over the years. Even the millennium spring can barely hang half of Mo Nianhuan's life. It became strong and powerful, not at all like a dying person.

Even the boundary stone was shattered, how was it shattered?And how was the spiritual root restored?

Master said that since Mo Nianhuan was born, he was doomed not to be able to embark on the path of cultivation in this life, because his spiritual root was destroyed, his talent was stupid, and his body was so weak that it would break when touched, so he could only be kept by his side, not seeking to cultivate To be promoted, you only want to be safe and happy, and you can keep them for as long as you can.

The three brothers looked at each other, but they didn't get an answer.

Until a cold and deep voice was heard through the air:

——As the teacher said that no one should leave Xi'er, who didn't take good care of Xi'er that day?

Shen Wanqi retracted his sword and took a step forward, lowering his head: "Master, Wanqi made a mistake."

——Qianyu, Baiyi, followed Wanqi to the Youhan Cave in the back mountain, locked the cold technique, and gave two hundred whips.

Shen Qianyu and Shen Baiyi glanced at each other, and then retracted their gaze in unison, with lowered eyelids:

"As ordered."

It's been like this since childhood, as long as one of the three brothers doesn't protect Mo Nianhuan well, Master Mo Nianhuan will definitely take care of him according to the family law, and let them do it themselves.

"Master, brother just now—"

Shen Wanqi was about to ask about Mo Nianhuan's situation, but was interrupted by Shen Yuanyu.

——Xi'er ate the magic fruit from Youhan Cave.

The three brothers were stunned, Mo Nianhuan actually ate the magic fruit? !

The reason why the back mountain of Fenglin Shen's family became a forbidden place is because this is the location of the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, and there is a tree in the cave in the back mountain, and the land of that tree was covered by the devilish energy and blood from the former demon venerable Mo Xianfan. Penetrating and nourishing, the fruit produced is called magic fruit.

"Master, will it be harmful to the body if brother eats the magic fruit?"

Their senior brother is so weak, if he eats the magic fruit and gets hurt by the backlash of the magic energy, it will be fine!

——Being a teacher is just afraid that he will be promoted too quickly and steal the limelight from the three of you.

"..."

——Qingyuan Pavilion of Fenglin Shen Family

Qingyuan Pavilion is the place where Fenglin Shen's Qingyuan Xianjun retreated and practiced.

Under the shroud of hazy night fog, the Qingyuan Pavilion standing on the top of Fenglinzhou Mountain is like a silhouette floating on the floating clouds, looking extraordinarily quiet and solemn.The breeze swayed the red lanterns outside the pavilion, and the faint candlelight flickered on the hollowed-out carved windows. A snow-white figure was meditating in front of the soul-guarding lamp stand, and his back was lonely and cold.

The coldness revealed from the bottom of his heart isolated people from the world, and the dust was sealed in front of the soul-guarding lampstand of Qingyuan Pavilion.

There are hundreds of lamps on the soul-guarding lampstand, and each lamp is the soul lamp of Fenglin Shen's disciple, and the name of the Shen's disciple is engraved next to the lampstand.

When the lights are on, people are there; when the lights are off, people are out.

When people die, their names are wiped out.

As far as the eye can see, the lights on the Soul Keeping Lamp stand are flickering orange, like vigorous life, illuminating the entire Qingyuan Pavilion, except that the light of the Soul Lamp in the center is different from other Soul Lamps.

This soul lamp is supported by a green lotus seat, the green lotus is holy and clean, as if it is protecting the lamp and it is alive and well, but the light of the soul lamp dances weakly, as if it will go out in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the petals of the green lotus seat bloomed completely, and the weak light of the soul lamp suddenly became powerful and vigorous, as if everything was revived.

Shen Yuanyu got up from the futon, her indifferent and cold gaze was instantly melted by the revived light, the light was reflected in her ink-like eyes, and a thin layer of mist gradually dissipated, like melting ice and snow, ushering in warm sun.

After a hundred years of waiting and feeding loneliness, I finally got my wish.

"Mo Xianfan, you are finally back."

The author has something to say:

The real attack rounded out.

Shen Yuanyu: Although my real body hasn't come out yet, I'm everywhere, and the scenes are full.

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