Xianmen's first shit shoveling officer

The legendary No. 1 of the younger generation in the cultivation world just fell to the ground weak and boneless, covered his mouth and coughed for a while with a pale face.

Chu Sinian quickly squatted down, listening to his heart-piercing voice, he didn't know what to do for a moment, and hesitated whether to drop his half-stretched hand.

Even the frightening milk wine couldn't help poking around on the bed.

Immediately, Nangong Jue's cough became more severe, as if he wanted to cough up his heart at once.

Chu Sinian had already begun to think that if Nangong Jue died, he would be sentenced to several years in prison if he turned himself in now.

Oh, there is no crime of homicide in the realm of comprehension, regardless of whether it was intentional or accidental. Anyway, if the Nangong family and Tianwen Pavilion knew that Nangong Jue died in his hands, they might chase him to the ends of the earth and turn them into a handful of ashes with their own hands. Give him praise.

When Chu Sinian's thoughts diverged, Xiaopangju jumped down impatiently, and slapped his face hard twice with his claws, leaving almost overlapping plum blossom marks.

"What are you pretending to be? We have no money." Yu Mu said in a bad tone, "If you don't get up again, I'll let you really die."

"Ahem, fellow Taoist cat, I have been weak since I was a child, and I have been sick in the wind. I really can't pretend." Nangongjue said so, but patted his robe and stood up from the ground. His face was still a little pale. The pair of pale eyes were closed, and there was a warm smile on his face.

Chu Sinian stared blankly at him getting up, knowing that the other party's hand that was outstretched in the air subconsciously clenched into a fist after touching porcelain just now.

Nangongjue immediately took two steps back, covered his head and raised the face bearing the evidence of a certain cat's violence, and said softly, "You Daoist Chu, you are just a weak and disabled scholar who still suffers from headache and face pain."

[He's... special. ] Chu Sinian stood up and said in his heart expressionlessly.

[In the face of shameless people, you should not maintain such kindness. ] Yu Mu paused again while speaking, [Although he is a hooligan, the snooping just now was not intentional, without Ling Luo he couldn't control his eyes, and he didn't know how to stop in moderation. ]

[I know. ] If he didn't know this, it would be impossible for Chu Sinian to tolerate him for so long, and finally burst out until that disgusting expression appeared.

The ability of Nangong Jue's divine eye can see through all causes and effects, and any disguise is ineffective under his sight, because what he faces directly is always the most essential soul.

Chu Sinian was a little curious about what Nangong Jue saw to show that expression.

Chu Sinian thought about it carefully. Apart from time travel, he seemed to have nothing to hide, so after Nangong Jue re-tied the silk and adjusted his mood, he directly asked out his curiosity.

Nangong Jue paused for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the cat that had jumped onto the table and lay on its stomach again.

Everyone thought that what Chu Sinian brought was his three contracted spirit beasts, and even like Lou Haiming, they thought that Chu Sinian's innate ability was related to the imperial beasts, and only Nangongjue knew it from the first glance. There was no contract between Chu Sinian and those three.

Just now Nangong Jue found out again that among the three, only the fox cub is a real spirit beast.

But Chu Sinian knew this, but he didn't shy away from it at all, which showed that this young man was consciously upright and had nothing to hide.

Nangong Jue couldn't even do this himself, and he felt a little admirable in his heart.

"A certain person has seen the karma of Fellow Daoist Chu. Over ten thousand years ago, Fellow Daoist Chu came here to save the world." Nangong Jue said solemnly.

"Isn't it Duoshe?" Chu Sinian subconsciously asked.

Chu Sinian, who was idly lying on the table and licking his paws, suddenly stood up, staring at Chu Sinian seriously with a pair of cat eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Take home!Thank goodness he figured it out!If someone listens to it and preaches it, practitioners from the entire comprehension world will chase and kill it, and take it as their duty to eliminate this evil law.

Nangong Jue was also stunned. Under the silk, he could only see two phantoms of the young man who didn't fit together. Suddenly, he saw something, and a smile appeared on his pale face, "Fellow Daoist Chu suddenly three years ago Are you awake?"

Chu Sinian was not surprised that Nangong could figure it out, so he nodded.

Yu Mu thought that this awakening referred to his natural ability, so he didn't take it seriously, he just listened to the conversation between the two of them.

Nangong Jue said mysteriously, "Tianli fate has its own rules, you don't need to think too much, fellow Daoist Chu, there is nothing to take away, the owner of this body is indeed you, as for why it doesn't fit... This is a secret, I can't reveal it .”

"If fellow daoists are worried about this, I have a spiritual tool called Xiaotianjie, which can be used for one year in a day in the world, and I can practice with fellow daoists to unite the spirit body." Nangong Jue said that it appeared out of thin air in his hand. A palm-sized bead, this bead is radiant and colorful, with a layer of golden radiance all over it.

Although Xiaotianjie exudes the golden light of a heaven-level spiritual weapon, it is actually a fairy weapon. It was obtained by the first cabinet owner of Tianwen Pavilion through the Suo Tian Pagoda. Wenge's treasure of Zhenge.

The small celestial world can last a year in the mortal world, if you practice in it, it is not a dream to ascend in a hundred days.

However, no matter whether it is a spirit weapon or a fairy weapon, it is bound by the law. There are advantages and disadvantages. The time wasted in the small heaven seems to leave no traces, but the law sees everything and will take away the life you should have paid. Skimp.

The first Pavilion Master of Tianwen Pavilion brought it out of the tower, hoping to rely on him to break the void as soon as possible, but he didn't want to abuse it once, and instead use up his lifespan in vain, and failed to comprehend the nutrients that turned it into a nourishing fairy.

Nangong Jue had no choice but to use the Small Heaven Realm. At that time, he suffered backlash from his cultivation techniques. Tianwen Pavilion and the Nangong Family joined forces to suppress Shenyan, but he only got seven days. He could only enter the Small Heaven Realm. During these seven days, Get enough cultivation base to fight against God's Eye.

Such a fairy weapon is indeed a good thing when it is not abused. Yu Mu did not expect that Nangong would definitely take it out, and his heart sank slightly.

[Nangong Jue has always paid attention to the exchange of equal value, if he is willing to take out the Small Heaven Realm, the picture must be not small. ] Yu Mu warned.

Chu Sinian nodded.

He's not stupid either. Although "Defying the Sky" revolves around the male protagonist's perspective, he doesn't know whether it's Xiaotianjie or Nangongjue, but since Xiaotianjie is a fairy artifact, Nangong has no reason to lend it out for no reason.

Nangong Jue obviously knew it himself, he paused for a moment before laughing, "Borrowing Little Heaven to Fellow Daoist Chu is actually for myself, I hope Fellow Daoist Chu can quickly become stronger, strong enough to regain the light, continue live."

Chu Sinian was dumbfounded: "How can I be so powerful?"

"That's what I see. If it's a lie, it's the way of heaven deceiving me. I deserve my life and I shouldn't force it." Nangongjue twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently, "Whether I succeed or not is my destiny, you I've done my best."

Chu Sinian pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Young Master Nangong, Si Nian is dull, and if you want to be able to deal with the god-given thing, it will take hundreds of years or thousands of years, and the average lifespan of a cultivator is only 200 years. "

"Si Nian has the guts to ask how long you will live, Young Master?"

Nangong Jue counted, "It should be twenty years."

[Listen to his shit, you can live up to ten years. ] Yu Mu, who had seen his death in his previous life, sneered in his heart.

Chu Sinian understood, he sighed slowly, "Young Master Nangong, I can't compress my life into a hundred days and spend it on the journey of cultivation."

Nangong Jue opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Chu Sinian, "It's true that with your character, you won't force me to enter or not, but Mr. Nangong, you are a living life, and I But shouldering the mission of saving you, how dare I not do my best during those 20 years?"