Brother, can you save me again?

Qi Hong was half leaning on the bedpost at this time. The tattered black robe on his body had long been replaced by the blue and white disciple Zongfu of the Lingyun Sect. His jet-black hair was bound by a simple white jade crown. On the gentle brows and eyes, there is a breeze and a bright moon.

He doesn't look like an evil ghost who just crawled out of the gate of death, but rather like a son of a noble family.

He is indeed the proud son of heaven with a decent family.

Xu Zeran blinked, thinking that this person looks like a dog, could it be true amnesia?

System: [Be sober...]

Qi Hong didn't pay attention to his strange blankness at this moment, he took the medicine jar from Xu Zeran's hand and opened it, raised his head and took a few sips, and drank the medicine that had been boiled for several hours.

He put the empty medicine jar in Xu Zeran's hands, and said with a little apology: "It's really troublesome brother to deliver the medicine to me, and I will thank my brother after Qi Hong heals up."

Hearing this, Xu Zeran hurriedly said: "No need, it's my duty as a senior brother to take care of my junior brother, so I just need to take good care of my wounded brother."

How can a leader thank you for being a dogleg? This is something that will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the dogleg world!

Qi Hong smiled and said: "Then I will trouble my brother to tell the master again, Qi Hong is unable to move now, and I will go to see the master after the injury is healed."

When he said the word Master, his smile remained unchanged, and there was even a trace of sadness in his eyes, as if he was really sad because he couldn't see Master.

But Xu Zeran didn't think so, following Qi Hong blurting out the word "Master", a system voice sounded in his head.

[Drip, the system detects that the evaluation value of the target Qi Hong’s kindness has dropped by 1 points, to -61 points; the host Xu Zeran’s original accumulated points have been deducted by 5 points, to 95 points. 】

Xu Zeran went crazy: "He can deduct this!"

The system is also embarrassing: [Life goes by in an instant sometimes. 】

But it was obvious that he couldn't say that to Qi Hong, so Xu Zeran could only force a smile: "Don't worry, it's on the brother."

Qi Hong nodded and was speechless.

There was a moment of silence between the two, and after a while, Qi Hong raised his head and glanced at Xu Zeran, with some doubts in his eyes, as if he was asking why Xu Zeran didn't leave yet.

Xu Zeran also wanted to leave, but he still bit the bullet and asked: "I heard that Junior Brother has forgotten many things from the past, so I want to ask, how much do you remember?"

He always has to figure out how far Qi Hong is willing to pretend to have amnesia.

Hearing this, Qi Hong glanced at Xu Zeran's face, his eyes were as light as cicada's wings, but Xu Zeran felt a chill down his back for no reason.

Qi Hong glanced at Xu Zeran's slender fingertips clasping the medicine pot nervously, and suddenly smiled, "I almost forgot all about it, I just remember that I am a disciple of Lingyun Sect, who my senior brother and master are, and other things. Elders and fellow disciples, I can’t think of anything else.”

Xu Zeran breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to forget all about it, so I don't have to worry about you chopping me up at the bedside with a sword in the middle of the night.

"Then I won't bother junior brother, you take good care of your injuries." Xu Zeran finally said with concern.

It wasn't until he came out of Qi Hong's room that he realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

The system watched the whole process, and commented: [He has a very good attitude. 】

Xu Zeran also nodded, Qi Hong's attitude was indeed very good, he could even be called a spring breeze, and he was not at all as vicious as he would be to beat down the cave practitioners later.

But as a member of the team whose skin was skinned and cramped by him, Xu Zeran really didn't feel any warmth.

His room was opposite to Qi Hong's, Xu Zeran pushed open the door of his own room after walking a few steps.

Then froze there on the spot.

Unlike Qi Hong's room, which was so simple and empty, Xu Zeran's room brought the word "extravagant" to the extreme.

He walked to the bed and touched it tremblingly: "Is it made of golden nanmu?"

The golden nanmu bed stood there quietly, but it didn't look too obtrusive.

Xu Zeran walked to the window again, and carefully touched the good rosewood desk by the window with his fingertips.

His uncle in modern times was in the wood business, and Xu Zeran knew many names of wood by ear. After looking around, Xu Zeran found the top-grade yellow rosewood, striped ebony, and golden nanmu...

The room is crowded with people.

Xu Zeran was sitting on the silk quilt with his jade pillow in his arms, and it took him a long time to get over the news that he was a local tyrant. He flipped through his memory, and suddenly found that his father was the lord of a dynasty in the world, and he seemed to be quite good at making money. Xu Zeran, who had mediocre qualifications, was admitted to the sect of Tianlu Xianzun because of his ability to pay money.

After all, it is one official and the second generation to take it out.

Xu Zeran thought about it mockingly, but after all he replaced the silk quilt on the bed with a cotton quilt, hid the jade pillow in the cabinet and replaced it with a cotton pillow, only then did he feel comfortable all over.

After changing the sleeping things, Xu Zeran started to tidy up the exaggerated decorations in the house again.

He couldn't stand gem-encrusted pen holders and colorful vases.

When Xu Zeran accidentally floated into the mirror on the way to clean up himself, he was more frightened than seeing Qi Hong.

The mirror fell to the ground with a loud bang, Xu Zeran stood still for a long time, then slowly squatted down to pick up the mirror, and raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.

A sallow face appeared in the mirror. The face was full of vicissitudes of life, and the messy hair dotted on the forehead could barely cover the eyes. Those who knew it was the head of the immortal cultivator, but those who didn't know thought it was a beggar picked up on which street. Just open your mouth and say: Take pity on me, I have seniors and juniors...

Xu Zeran was silent for a long time, and then choked out a sentence: "The soil on the Loess Plateau is not so yellow."

He wore it on some kind of monster.

He stretched out his hand and poked his cheek, only to find that it was a mark, and it fell down with a puff.

fall down? !

Xu Zeran was startled, he didn't care about anything, he held up the mirror with one hand, and scratched his sallow face with the other.

With his movements, more and more yellowish things fell off his face, revealing a little whiteness.

Xu Zeran simply put down the mirror, fetched water to wash his face, three basins of yellow water came out in succession, and the fourth basin of washing water became clear.

The yellow thing is not only on the face, but also on the neck and wrists, and all the exposed places are all the same color of earthy yellow.

After washing everything, Xu Zeran lifted the broken hair on his forehead, and picked up the mirror to look at it.

When his face completely appeared in the mirror, Xu Zeran took a breath.

The person in the mirror has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and his skin is surprisingly white due to years of not being exposed to light. His eyebrows are long, and his eyes are darker black, like warm jade, embellished under his eyebrows, showing some laziness. A young gentleman who was raised in the pile.

It's a world of difference from just now.

The most beautiful person Xu Zeran saw after passing through was Qi Hong, but his face was not worse than Qi Hong's, but it lacked the sharpness between Qi Hong's eyebrows and eyes, and was more gentle.

Xu Zeran looked at it for a while, then abruptly put down the mirror, and began to rummage through the room, and finally he found a large wooden box in a secret compartment of the cabinet. When he opened the wooden box, it was full of his face just now. yellow stuff on it.

Xu Zeran looked in the mirror, and meticulously covered the place where it could leak out of his body. In the blink of an eye, the young gentleman just now became a vicissitudes of life little beggar.

He didn't paint as much as he did just now, and finally he was no longer yellow and shocking, but ugly and ordinary.

Xu Zeran was very satisfied.

Although I don't know why the former Xu Zeran did this, but the current Xu Zeran obviously wants to maintain this appearance, and he deeply feels that this approach is very wise.

It's better to be ordinary.

The system also said at this time: [The host can go to your spiritual sea to have a look. 】

"Ok?"

Although he was puzzled, he closed his eyes and crossed his legs obediently. When his consciousness came to the spiritual sea, Xu Zeran saw a golden pill floating above the spiritual sea at a glance.

Only when a cultivator forms a golden elixir in his spirit sea can he be regarded as truly entering the golden elixir stage.

Xu Zeran was dumbfounded again, and after a while, he said to the system: "I realize that I still don't understand myself well enough."

The system thinks it is: [To make a living under Tianlu Xianzun, you have to pretend a little bit. 】

In fact, Xu Zeran only appeared twice in the original book.

Once was the opening sentence - "One of the disciples has mediocre aptitude, so don't worry about it."

One sentence is when he died—"Qi Hong glanced at it, and seemed to finally realize that this bum is his senior brother. With a wave of his hand, Xu Zeran was so skinny and cramped."

There is really no chance for Xu Zeran to understand himself deeply.

But now he is only 23 years old, and he has entered the golden core stage. He can't be called a genius, but he can be called young and promising, anyway, it has nothing to do with mediocre aptitude.

Xu Zeran was still meditating in the spiritual sea, when suddenly a voice pierced through the spiritual sea and exploded in his ears like thunder.

"If Qi Hongruo wakes up, let him come to this deity."

This voice was like the cold snow on the top of the peak, and with just one voice, Xu Zeran was dragged back from the spiritual sea.

The feeling of being forcibly pulled out of the spiritual sea was not good. Xu Zeran was shocked and fell on the bed. It took him a long time to regain consciousness, and he recognized that the owner of this voice was Tianlu Immortal Venerable Chu Yunliu.

He slapped his head and remembered that on the day Qi Hong came back in the original book, Immortal Tianlu called Qi Hong to the peak because he was curious about why he could climb up from the bottom of Du'e Cliff, but he couldn't ask anything, so he just asked Angry, he broke three of Qi Hong's ribs.

Xu Zeran looked across from the window, Qi Hong's room was closed, and it was still quiet.He remembered what the little disciple from the medicine hall told him: "This medicine has a sleeping effect, Senior Brother Qi will feel much better after drinking it and taking a nap."

He even remembered his only 95 points.

After Qi Hong is abused again, he may not even have 95 points.

Xu Zeran gritted his teeth and walked towards the peak.

Qingmi Peak was extremely high, and there was even snow on the top of the mountain that hadn't completely melted in the middle of winter. Xu Zeran went all the way up, and finally stopped in front of a yard.

The courtyard is also in the style of a bamboo house, but it is different from the small courtyards of Xu Zeran and Qi Hong. After Xu Zeran opened the door and entered, what greeted his eyes was a quiet lake.

The peak is covered with snow, but there are lotus flowers blooming in the lake. There is a small pavilion with four corners in the middle of the lake. A monk in white sits quietly in the middle of the pavilion with his head down, like a touch of cold snow surrounded by pink and white lotus flowers.

This person is none other than Tianlu Immortal Venerable Chu Yunliu.

He was gently stroking a crane lying quietly beside him, when he sensed that someone was coming, he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the door.

Seeing that the person who came was not the Qi Hong he wanted, Immortal Tianlu frowned: "Where is Qi Hong?"

There was coercion in this voice, and Xu Zeran suddenly felt out of breath.

He put on a cowardly look of being frightened, and timidly said: "Master, Junior Brother Qi is still awake, so he can't come, so I will come up and tell Master."

Xu Zeran thought to himself: Anyway, Qi Hong should be asleep right now, so he doesn't count as cheating Chu Yunliu.

Seeing him trembling like this, Tianlu Immortal Venerable seemed to be disgusted, so he raised his eyebrows and stopped looking at him: "Let's go, let Qi Hong wake up and come see me."

Xu Zeran responded, saluted, turned around tremblingly, and was about to retreat.

But before he reached the door, he felt a burst of irresistible spiritual power piercing through his back. The spiritual power was ruthless and struck straight on his back. Before Xu Zeran could react, he was brought by this spiritual power. He threw it out and fell hard outside the yard.

Seeing Xu Zeran spit out a mouthful of blood and curled up into a ball on the ground in embarrassment, Tianlu Xianzun felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated, and he said softly: "Next time I see you straighten your back, don't be like a mouse crossing the street." generally."

Xu Zeran curled up on the ground, his head buzzing with severe pain, finally heard this sentence, and kept Chu Yun cursing a hundred times in his heart.

The journey down the mountain was like a long march, and Xu Zeran's spiritual energy was in turmoil. When he returned to the bamboo hut, he hurriedly changed the clothes that Tianlu Xianzun had torn, and rolled himself into bed with the quilt. He slept like this and felt better. .

When he got up, he calculated that it was time to get medicine for Qi Hong again.

I haven't seen you for a few hours, but the smell of the medicine on the body of the little disciple from the Medicine Hall seems to be a little stronger. On the way to deliver the medicine, he looked at Xu Zeran several times, and finally said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few hours, Senior Brother Xu seems to be a bit handsome." , next time I get the medicine, I will give Senior Brother Xu some beauty prescriptions that I prepared, and see if I can change Senior Brother's complexion back to normal."

Xu Zeran's sallow complexion has always been a difficult problem that Yaofeng couldn't overcome. For this reason, there was even a special research team. The young disciple clenched his fists, thinking that this time he must make Senior Brother Xu's face pale again.

Xu Zeran was feeling sluggish all over, he was a little happy to hear the praise, and said rather shamelessly: "Then I will trouble my junior brother."

The little disciple cheerfully said, "No trouble, we are all brothers from the same sect..."

His words were interrupted by a distant call.

"Brother Xu Zeran is in the medicine collection hall?"

Not far away, a senior brother came with a sword, and stopped in front of Xu Zeran: "Brother Xu, the head has an order to let the younger brother go to the meeting hall quickly."