My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

The rattan grew barbs, and attacked Rong Huai with all its teeth and claws!

Fingers wearing silk gloves happily pinched the small cane, Rong Huai looked happy: "I really like it, right?"

Like a ghost!

Even if there is a glove to cover it, it does not hinder Chongjin's urge to hang the man in front of him.

The rattan became tighter and tighter, and Rong Huai, who was approached so warmly by Ling Zhi again, was delighted, and he coaxed a child: "Don't worry."

So, the Lingquan water was poured down from the head again, and the water that was clearly warmed by the sun drenched the heavy brocade and cooled the heart.He has never been so aggrieved since he took shape!

The spirit spring water was poured twice to wake up Chongjin. Now that he is seriously injured and trapped in this small basin, it is better to restore his cultivation first, and don't care about this idiot.

Withdrawing the cane, he tried to calm down, and after a while Chong Jin fell into a drowsy sleep again.

Life in Lingyumen is simple but fulfilling. Among the only 12 people, except for Rong Huai, none of them is peaceful.

Master Chu Mo is a drunkard and a slacker, he never leaves the reclining chair and the wine gourd in his hand all day long, as if he has never woken up.

Second Junior Brother is a sword lover.Practicing sword with various things almost every day.For example, a tree branch, a bamboo stick, or a pen can also make gestures.

The third junior brother is one who ponders formations.People who are obviously already weak, often use strange formations to fish in the river with little children at the foot of the mountain, or touch loach, or even catch birds.Because his formation is easy to use, he is very popular among children.

Fourth Junior Brother likes to draw symbols.None of the talismans I painted could be sold, so I had to make some fire talismans, and Kuhaha squatted on the streets of the city, selling them to the old men and women, so that they could start a fire.

Fifth Junior Brother is someone who likes refining weapons.There are piles of strange broken copper and iron in the room, such as iron shoes that can sing while walking, and a coat that can automatically blow the air when you put on... In fact, some people like it, but he is too lazy to make one. Uglier than anything, after setting up a stall with the fourth junior brother a few times, he never went again.

Sixth Junior Brother likes to sing and play the flute.It's a pity that it seems that he is not naturally suitable for singing, and he can sing any tunes crookedly. After finally picking up a suona player, he was able to play out of tune on the spot and was chased away.

Seventh Junior Brother is a magician.He likes to do small illusions the most, and is completely different from the third junior brother who is well-known among the children. He is hated by everyone among the children.For example, handing a red-hot candied haws to a child, and after the child happily bites it down and tastes bitter, he realizes that it is not candied haws at all, but Coptis chinensis!

Eighth Junior Sister is the only Junior Sister. She has always been addicted to alchemy and cooking.When I was a child, she cooked all the meals in the mountains, and the dishes were not repeated every day. Some were half-baked, and some were stinky.Now that I'm older, and after I'm not satisfied with cooking, I like to find centipedes, snakes, and spiders with small pots on my back to make alchemy.

Ninth Junior Brother is physically strong.Among them, he is the only one with the biggest body and the most honest.He likes to go down the mountain to do small labor, resist stones, move wood, whatever hard work, he earns the most wages among a group of juniors and juniors.

The tenth junior brother is a liking to living things, but also a talker.On the street, I can chat with a dog all day without getting tired.Those chickens, ducks, cows and horses like to come to his side.

Brother Eleven is a guy who likes to make gadgets. He is the youngest, only 12 years old.He often holds a small carving knife in his hand and cuts it a few times when he has nothing to do.In fact, making small gadgets according to his craft is very popular, but he has the same temperament as the fifth junior brother, easy to get lazy, and loves to watch the dishes.For Rong Huai, who I like the most, the things he sends are the most beautiful.

Those who beat wine beat wine, those who catch fish catch fish, those who do coolies do coolies, those who catch snakes catch snakes...

When these people came back after playing, it was dusk.Ninth Junior Brother, who earned the most money, generously bought a bunch of snacks and came back, and a group of people crowded around Ronghuai Courtyard chattering.

Chu Mo didn't know how to take care of others, and because he used to be away from time to time, almost all his juniors and juniors were brought up by Rong Huai, who was also a child, and took care of them himself.

Now that they have grown up, they are still sticky in their bones.

Listening patiently to the brothers and sisters and the others about what happened today, and replying a few words from time to time, by the time they went back, it was already evening.

Rong Huai twisted the soil in the gathering pot, it seemed to be dry again.

Ok.

Do you want to water it?

It must be thirsty to work so fast.

But it's so cold at night, if you pour too much water, you will catch a cold.

In the end, Rong Huai borrowed the spiritual energy from the fire, warmed up the water, carefully poured some on the wisteria, and spread three spirit stones on top of the spirit gathering basin. Only then was he satisfied and put the wisteria on the windowsill.

The next day, early morning.

The master came over again with his brothers and sisters, glanced at the pot of wisteria as soon as he came, and then said in shock:

"It seems to be more energetic than yesterday!"

"It's really alive!"

"My God, what kind of spiritual plant is this? It actually survived in the hands of the elder brother."

"It can't just be a flashback."

"Maybe it's just that it's been a long time since the flashback? Are you dying?" I don't know who said such an outrageous sentence.

But obviously, compared to the almost impossible thing that the elder brother can really support Lingzhi, they believe that the flashback is not over yet.

"Probably so. Do we have to take care of the wisteria?"

"It's hard to raise such a spiritual plant. If we take it away, the senior brother will be sad. We'd better not care about it. Wait until the wisteria can't hold it anymore, and then find a way to deal with it."

A group of people came and went quickly. After saying goodbye, they went down the mountain to play by themselves.

On the other side, Luo Chengmen.

Since yesterday it was discovered that the aura of the place where Lingyumen is located is unprecedentedly strong, the news has spread throughout the entire Luochengmen's upper echelons in an instant.

But in one day, all the relevant information about Lingyumen can be seen at a glance.

"The school has only been established for more than ten years." Luo Chengmen's third elder unfolded the news in a brisk tone: "There are eleven disciples in total."

One has no inheritance, and the other has no network resources.

Presumably it was a stroke of luck, and it happened that a spiritual vein was born under the ground where the Lingyu Gate was built.

It has been confirmed that there is no force behind Lingyumen, and the jade slips have been turned into powder in the palm of the hand. As for the next series of disciples, I don't bother to look at them.

"If I remember correctly, this Lingyu Sect is the sect that only knows how to play, but doesn't even know what it is to practice."

"Nowadays, what crooked melons and jujubes are gathered together can also be called a sect."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed.

Seeing the picture stone brought back by the ten elders, the suzerain who was really shocked by the rich aura inside said with a smile: "The elders are joking, they are both sects in the southern region, and our sect is the big one. We should take care of this small sect .Eleven disciples, 12 in total including the master, just happened to be included in our sect, so it is feasible to be an outer disciple."

"Sovereign sage and virtuous heart, this is really the blessing of Lingyumen. Which of the disciples in the Southern Regions is not trying to join our sect? Now let the trash of Lingyumen come in so easily and peek into the inheritance of our sect. It is really cheap for them !"

The suzerain smiled and waved his hands: "Since the ten elders discovered this sect first, let the ten elders choose some elixir and spirit stones, and choose a day to visit. If not, they don't want to abandon Lingyumen, and they will recruit us as our branch sect." Can."

"Father, the child wants to go together."

The young suzerain, who had been listening to the discussion of the suzerain elders, suddenly spoke.

"what are you going to do?"

Young Sect Master Luo Yang said: "The mountain peak where I live has withered spiritual veins, and the Lingyu Gate boundary is no better for me to live in, so I want to take a look in advance and get familiar with the surroundings."

It is difficult for monks to have children, and Luo Yang has already established a foundation at a young age, and he is talented and intelligent. Sect Master Luo loves him in every possible way. He immediately waved his hand and agreed: "Then you go with the ten elders."

Before he knew it, it had been four days since Rong Huai picked up the wisteria.

This is the first time that Rong Huai has been raising flowers and plants for so long. The elixir he brought back in the past could only stay in his hands for three days, and his juniors would definitely ask them to leave for various reasons.

But the only pity is that since he watered the wisteria on the second day, and the wisteria wrapped around his finger again, he hasn't given him any response.

Thinking about health care and rest.

Just as Rong Huai thought, Chong Jin was indeed taking care of his body.

Today, it is still sunny and sunny.

Under the big tree, it was noon, and Rong Huai, who had put away the scriptures, carried the warm spring water and was about to water the wisteria.

Wisteria, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly moved.

The wisteria held against the rim of the cup, taking advantage of Rong Huai's astonishment, the rattan wrapped around the cup containing the spiritual spring water and took it away.Then he poured out the water in front of Rong Huai very arrogantly, and finally threw the cup heavily in front of Rong Huai with a clang.

He used up all the strength he had managed to accumulate after absorbing an unknown amount of spirit energy these days.Chongjin, who had been aggrieved for so long, looked at the surprised face of the person in front of him, and finally let out a fierce breath of anger in comfort.

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