The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

After Ling Fengxiao ordered the villagers to be taken to Ning'an Mansion for resettlement, she jumped up and left with light kung fu. The red palace attire flickered in the air and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The young lady's mood was probably even more irritable than they imagined, so much so that she didn't even want to walk this part of the way together.

"Miss made a special trip to Minzhou City, but I didn't expect such a result." Ling Baochen said.

"From now on, if the young miss wants to marry someone else, she won't be able to marry the best ones." Ling Baojing said.

Ling Baoqing snorted coldly: "That dead ghost, I don't know how good he is! The master of that dead ghost is named Taoyuan Jun. Let me ask you, have you heard of this person's name in Jianghu? It's just an unknown junior, and What good apprentices can you teach?"

Ling Baochen sighed: "The person our owner has appointed for the eldest lady is naturally not bad. The name 'Taoyuan Jun' is very reclusive, maybe he is a hidden hermit, but it is a pity that the 'rebellion' matter The implications are so extensive that even a hermit can't be alone. Otherwise, if Lord Taoyuan is still alive, how can there be no news for ten years?"

Lin Shu and the others followed them as quietly as chickens. Along the way, they heard these girls worry about the eldest lady's marriage. After exhaustively counting the young talents of the right age in the world, they came to a conclusion: no one is worthy of it. On to Missy.

They were very worried, and Li Ji Mao and Li Ya Mao sighed a few times, but Lin Shu himself didn't quite understand this feeling.

First, after all, he is not very familiar with the customs of this world. In his original understanding, the death of a husband is not a shameful thing, let alone such a child who has never seen it face to face.Second, a girl who is used to threatening people with "skinning" and "shattering bones" is really ruthless, and a ruthless person is generally cold-blooded and ruthless.

——But no matter what kind of person the eldest lady is, it has nothing to do with him. He and this eldest lady just met by chance. From now on, they will say goodbye forever.Now he just wants to find a way to overcome his physique and start practicing.

Thinking of cultivation, he suddenly remembered his previous life.

Every night, I watch the dark and enter meditation, practice swords in the early morning, and pack my schoolbag to go to school at dawn.

There are many people in the classroom, and he has been sitting in the last corner, stacking thick textbooks in front, as if he has isolated a world that is not disturbed by others.

One day, these things were all pushed to the ground.

Several people surrounded him, mocked and cursed some words that he could no longer remember, which should be more vicious words than "mental illness" and "dumb", and more people were watching.

He squatted down and picked up those things one by one on the table, and then they were pushed down again.

He bowed his head and continued to pick.

Probably, bullying a fool is really meaningless, and watching a fool being bullied is not a fun entertainment. After repeating it several times, those people feel bored and leave.

That day, he returned home and said to his master: I want to die.

The old man said: No, you have to practice swords.After the Mahayana, the heaven and the earth are free and easy, if you don’t want to deal with people, you don’t deal with people, tsk, happy.

Lin Shu: Oh.

He didn't die and continued to practice swords.

After practicing and practicing, a few years passed like water, and the master died.

His life has not changed much, how to practice, or how to practice, and by the way, he even took a college entrance examination.

Later, I gradually became Mahayana, and I had to cross the catastrophe.

And then, here it is.

Except that there may be a little more people cultivating immortals, and there is no lightning rod, the source of all evil, the world is no different to Lin Shu.

How to live in the previous life, how to live in this life, just practice swords.For a person like him, if he wants to live comfortably, he must either die or go Mahayana.

It's just that it's too difficult to cultivate immortals with this extremely poor body.

He was a little confused, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

Ling Baoqing urged him: "Hurry up!"

He did some mental construction, and asked Ling Baoqing, who had a fierce face, "Are there many people cultivating immortals outside?"

"Why," Ling Baoqing looked at him, "You also want to cultivate immortality?"

Lin Shu: "Yes."

"It's quite simple." Ling Baoqing didn't make things difficult for him. "Confucianism and Taoism like to say that there is no distinction between teaching and learning. The same is true for our immortality. As long as there is talent, anyone can cultivate immortality."

Lin Shu felt that since talent was to be selected, it could not be said that there was no education without discrimination. The education level of this Ling Baoqing girl was a bit worrying.

But rationality prevented him from revealing the matter, and he asked, "How?"

"For example, in two months it will be the 'Shangling Examination', and all the people of my Southern Xia Dynasty can participate," Ling Baoqing said, "Whether it's Confucian scholars, warriors, or cultivators of immortality and Buddhism, etc., Anyone who passes the annual Shangling Examination can enter Shuzhou's "Shangling Academy". Besides the school, there are several other schools, although they are slightly inferior, they are all good."

After she finished speaking, she sized up Lin Shu from head to toe, and walked away as she spoke: "But, little beggar, I think your little body is too weak, you can't practice martial arts, and you naturally don't have much Confucianism. I'm afraid it's - enough!"

Lin Shu felt a little pricked, but still silently wrote down the "Shangling Examination".

After returning to the village, Ling Baoqing and his party told the villagers what the eldest lady meant, and said that they would be safely escorted to the more prosperous Ning'an Mansion a hundred miles away to settle down.

Naturally, the villagers were overwhelmed with gratitude. After being thanked in every possible way, they immediately began to pack up their belongings, discarding all the bulky items, leaving only some valuable items, which were loaded on carts and pulled by thin mules or donkeys.

The girls of Phoenix Villa didn't dislike their shabbiness, and they helped them back and forth.

Lin Shu stayed in his thatched hut, which was empty and there was really nothing to clean up, so he just looked at the roof and silently recited the mantras he had memorized before, so as not to forget them in the future.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded outside the door, it was the aunt.

The aunt held a black wooden box and said by the door: "Young man, back then your master asked my family to keep this thing and said it was for you."

Lin Shu took it and said stiffly, "Thank you."

The aunt took a few glances at him and said, "I didn't expect you to be handsome after washing."

Lin Shu's language system was not good enough for him to respond to this sentence.

Looking at the box in his hand, he felt that since his body had a master's inheritance, it would be better to figure it out, so he asked, "My master...why did you leave me here?"

The aunt said "Hi" and said, "We don't know what the immortal is thinking. When you meet him in the future, just ask yourself."

I'm afraid I won't recognize it even if I meet it.

Or the cheap master recognized me, but I couldn't recognize the master

He had to say again: "I don't remember what he was like."

"I roughly remember it," said the aunt with a look of admiration on her face: "You are very young, wearing white clothes, and extremely handsome."

This is actually the same as not saying it, because people who cultivate immortals often like to wear white clothes, and young people in white clothes are usually very handsome.

Lin Shu chose to continue asking, "What's your name?"

"I don't know that." The aunt said, "The name of the immortal is something that people like us can easily know."

Lin Shu: "Thank you."

After saying thank you, his language reserves were completely drained, he fell into silence, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Fortunately, the aunt waved her hand: "I have to pack up my belongings, so let's go first."

Lin Shu breathed a sigh of relief and opened the box.

There are two things in the box.

The first is a smoky green jade huang, which is very small, and the quality of the jade is exquisite and clear. After holding it in the hand, a sense of coolness immediately spreads from the palm of the hand to the limbs. It is a very aura of jade.

The carving on the jade huang is very ingenious, it is a vivid little dragon, a certain part of its body spirals out of a small hole, and a thin black rope passes through it.

Lin Shu thought for a while, and finally picked up the thin black rope, and hung the jade huang around his neck.

Regardless of the origin of this jade huang, its material is good.And good spirit jade can warm and nourish the body and benefit the meridians. Although the effect is not great, it is better than nothing.

The second item has no material, it looks like jade but not jade, and it looks like gold but not gold. It is shaped like a cylinder with some auspicious and festive patterns painted on it.

Lin Shu picked it up and shook it, and sure enough, he heard a sound.

He hoped that it contained the peerless martial arts secrets that the master had left for his apprentices. After learning them, he could wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, and transform useless wood into geniuses.

Wishes are beautiful, but I don't know if this is the case, because I can't open them.

The cylinder is so hard that it cannot be broken even if it is dropped, and there are no gaps all over the body, making it impossible for people to touch it.

Lin Shu put it away devoutly, believing that it must contain a peerless secret book, and believed that he would be able to open it one day.

After half a day, everything was packed, and a dozen mules and donkeys pulled the cart and set off in a mighty way.

Li Jimao and Li Yamao each drove a donkey, and Lin Shu was assigned to the cart pulled by the two donkeys. All his luggage was a precious one, which might reveal a peerless secret book or a piece of waste paper. cylinder.

Lin Shu smelled an ominous smell from this Schrödinger cylinder for no reason, probably because modern physics always brings him bad luck.

When leaving the village, all the people, donkeys and mules looked back at the ruined hometown, and then left happily.

Although they were happy, the journey of the donkey and the mule was very slow after all, so it took six days to arrive at Ning'an Mansion.

As expected, that person had run out of patience, and his temper became even bigger.

When they met in an inn, the eldest lady was drinking on the second floor with a blank face. When she saw someone coming, she angrily threw a stack of things on the table downstairs, causing a huge crack in the wooden table. .

It was a land deed, a stack of government documents, and a few bank notes. It turned out that the eldest lady did not go with Ling Baoqing, not because her husband died and it was too annoying, but to report the news to the Ning'an government first.In the past few days, the eldest lady not only solved the problem of the villagers' native place, but even bought a piece of land for them in the southern suburbs.

Ling Baochen gave the land deed and bank notes to the villagers who dared not accept them, and said softly: "How can our villa be short of this silver? We should thank Lin Shaoxia and the two brothers Li for guiding us.

"Miss is still so kind-hearted," Ling Baoqing rolled his eyes out of hearing of the villagers, "Quan should do good for that dead ghost."

The villagers were so grateful that they almost called the young lady Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva did not express any gratitude to them, and even snorted coldly, went downstairs and pulled out a snowy white horse, and said, "Let's go."

Ling Baochen let out an "hey" and said to the villagers: "Everyone, this is the end of our fate, so let's just say goodbye."

But seeing the eldest lady get on the horse, the red gauze and gold thread hanging down on the snow-white horse, she is extremely proud and dignified.When the girls caught up, they rode their horses and galloped, and the figures of the group gradually disappeared into the setting sun.

The villagers held the land deed, paperwork and bank notes: "What a good man."

Lin Shu felt a little complicated. From this point of view, the eldest lady is not a completely cold-blooded and ruthless person, and she is even kind-hearted.After all, meeting by chance, being able to bring the villagers out of the ghost town is already the best of humanity.

Women really are fickle.

He decided to rename that Schrödinger's cylinder as Ling Fengxiao's cylinder. In this way, he not only kept the nature of the cylinder, but also got rid of the shadow of modern physics.