I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Hongqin was the red-clothed female soul that Jiang Lin had seen at Zhen Xian's residence in Wutong Academy.

Jiang Lin was still following Zhen Xian, looking at Zhen Xian's dream.

After meeting this little girl, Zhen Xian abducted the little girl and adopted her back home.

Su Hongqin.

This is the name of the seven-year-old girl.

Zhen Xian Feijian sent a letter to the academy, saying that he would not go back in a short time, and he would return to the academy to take responsibility afterwards.

After staying in Beiming Kingdom's imperial capital, Zhen Xian spent time with this little girl day and night.

Zhen Xian taught her to read and write, and taught her how to behave in the world.

Every night when Hongqin wakes up from a nightmare, Zhen Xian will always appear by her side to accompany her.

To Zhen Xian's surprise, even Zhen Xian, who was not a qi watcher, noticed the flow of spiritual power in Hong Qin's body when he checked the little girl for any hidden illness.

That is to say, Hongqin can practice

But Zhen Xian didn't dare to recklessly teach him, he just taught the little girl the basic cultivation methods.

After all, there has not been a woman who has set a precedent for Confucian practice.

And this little girl also went from being defensive to Zhen Xian at the beginning, to being familiar with her later, and then to trusting and relying on Zhen Xian.

After half a year, this little girl has already regarded Zhen Xian as her relative.

For the little girl, as long as the big brother goes, that's where she goes.

Time passed year by year.

Two years later, the girl's body, which was already nearly ten years old, began to grow, and a small point appeared on her fair chin.

The little girl is getting more and more beautiful, and the embryo of a beauty has already taken shape. If there are no accidents, this little girl will be a great beauty when she grows up.

However, every time the little girl grows bigger, it seems more like torture to Zhen Xian.

In Zhen Xian's eyes, Hongqin looks more and more like her mother.

Four years later, the nearly fourteen-year-old girl has become a slim girl like a willow tree.

At this time, Hongqin was 70% similar to her mother.

Every time Zhen Xian sees Hongqin, he will be in a trance for a while.

But Zhen Xian also knew that she was not Hong Chang

Hence, Zhen Xian began to deliberately avoid Hongqin, and Hongqin was already quite old, so it was time for him to leave.

It's time to ask her whether she wants to practice spiritually or to take care of her husband and raise her children so that she can spend her life peacefully.

If she chooses the former, Zhen Xian will help her find a decent family to practice the spells she likes.

If she chooses the latter, she is the general's daughter. As long as she says hello, she can become a princess, live a life of food and clothing, and find someone she likes.

And just when Zhen Xian wanted to have a good chat with Hong Qin.

On this day, the girl came back after shopping for vegetables, and behind her was a sword cultivator from the Nascent Soul Realm.

This female sword cultivator came from Jianzong, that is, Jianzong of Wan Jianzhou, and an elder of Jianzong came to Beiming Country to look for Miaozi.

But when Hongqin was going shopping for vegetables, he happened to meet her, so she had the idea of ​​accepting her as an apprentice.

After all, encountering is a destiny, not to mention that the other party has a talent for swordsmanship, so why not accept it?

In the evening, after dinner, Zhen Xian called Hongqin.

Is sir leaving?

Hong Qin, who was already a graceful girl, sat in front of Zhen Xian with her legs together. She tightly pinched the hem of the skirt with her fingers, lowered her head, and was wearing the same bright red dress as her mother.

Well, Hongqin, I told you that I am a practitioner, and I will leave sooner or later. Now that you have grown up, it's about the same.

Why do you want to avoid me, sir!

Um?

Raising her head, Hongqin bit her red lips tightly and looked at Zhen Xian: What Hongqin felt was only when Hongqin was twelve years old. Although the husband didn't show it, but the husband deliberately kept a distance from Hongqin every time. , did Hongqin do something wrong?

No, you didn't do anything wrong, it's my problem. Zhen Xian shook his head.

No! It's Hongqin. Holding the skirt tightly, the girl's tears dripped down, Is it Hongqin's mother who looks more and more like Hongqin?

Hearing the girl's voice, Zhen Xian's heart suddenly shrank, and he lowered his eyes. He opened his mouth slightly to say something, but in the end he could only close it.

Sure enough

How did you know?

Hongqin had a good memory when she was a child. When she was a child, my mother's personal maid would tell Hongqin about her mother's stay in the academy, and she mentioned Mr.

Is that so? Zhen Xian smiled gently, but stopped talking, as if she was lost in her own thoughts.

Sir, do I really look like my mother? Hong Qin still asked bravely.

Looking into the girl's eyes, Zhen Xian nodded: Yes, very similar.

Then Hongqin is willing to replace mother and stay by Mr.'s side!

As if exhausting all her strength, the girl clasped her hands tightly and said these words.

Looking directly into the girl's eyes, how could Zhen Xian not understand the meaning of the girl's words now.

But in the end, Zhen Xian shook his head: Hongqin, you are you after all, you are not Hongshang, you are not a substitute.

But Hongqin is willing! The girl had already stood up, As long as the husband is willing, as long as Hongqin can be by his side, Hongqin is willing to be anyone!

Red piano!

gentlemen!

enough!

From the beginning to the end, Zhen Xian, who had never been angry in front of the girl, yelled loudly.

Looking at this scene from the side, he was already so shocked that Jiang Lin, whose mind was a little blank for a moment, was inadvertently frightened.

Why is this guy yelling so loudly!

Hongqin, I... Realizing my gaffe, Zhen Xian felt a little regretful.

Sir, you are killing me

In front of Zhen Xian, the girl's eye sockets were already wet with tears. She clenched her fists tightly and sniffed her small nose. The aggrieved look made Jiang Lin want to rub Zhen Xian, a straight man, on the ground to relieve the girl.

But in other words, isn't this line a bit disruptive to the atmosphere?

I'm not Zhen Xian stood up.

It doesn't matter! Mr. is killing me

Red Qin

Zhen Xian stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder, but in the end Zhen Xian let it go, and the girl had already noticed these details.

This time the tears really came out, and the girl ran out.

Early the next morning, Hongqin decided to leave with the elder of Jianzong to practice in Jianzong.

Hongqin will definitely go to find Mr.! Definitely!

These were the last words the girl said before she left.

After the girl left, Zhen Xian stood in the yard for a long time, Jiang Lin didn't know what he was thinking, anyway, Jiang Lin felt that Zhen Xian was quite helpless.

Not long after the girl left, Zhen Xian also closed the private school and left Beiming Country to return to Wutong Academy.

Back at the academy, Zhen Xian pleaded guilty to his master, including the crime of killing mortal soldiers in Beiming Kingdom, the crime of staying in the mortal world, and the crime of massacring those monks who burned and killed the general's mansion when he was angry.

Looking at his most proud protégé, the master stroked his goatee: Are these the crimes you want to confess?

Zhen Xian thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said, If the student neglects the punishment, I ask the master to punish him.

That's all. The master just shook his head, Go to retreat and contemplate for a hundred years.

yes.

Zhen Xian went to Si Guo Peak to face the wall and think about his mistakes. In fact, Zhen Xian was surprised by his own punishment. He thought that his title of sage would definitely be deprived, and the punishment would be more severe.

But I didn't expect to just think about it for a hundred years.

This made Zhen Xian not connected for a while.

In the past hundred years, Zhen Xian read books and practiced in the thatched hut of Si Guo Peak. Apart from not being able to leave Si Guo Peak, Zhen Xian had no restrictions, and even lived a secluded life.

Moreover, from time to time, Siguo Peak would have students from the academy come in to Siguo, play chess, read books and discuss knowledge together.

However, most of those who came to Siguo Fengsiguo made small mistakes and left after five years at the most.

So Zhen Xian sent away batch after batch of inmates and forged a deep friendship. Many people still missed Zhen Xian when they left.

This is what Jiang Lin did not expect

Before he knew it, it had been a hundred years, and Zhen Xian, who had entered the Golden Core Realm, left Siguo Peak during this period, but the first thing he saw was the woman in red.

There are bright red raindrop flowers on her eyebrows, and her long black hair is gently pulled up by a deer hairpin, and then falls down her shoulders and does not reach her waist.

It has been a hundred years, and the girl with the willow tree has already fully grown. The long and curled eyelashes under the slender willow eyebrows are like small brushes, and the light blue eyes are shining like stars.

The bridge of the nose is small, the pink lips are slightly raised, the red and white ribbon around the waist is wrapped several times and tied into a neat sword knot, but the girl with the red skirt is even more pure and beautiful.

And more and more like her mother.

Quite talented, she has become a direct disciple of one of the thirty-six peaks of Jianzong. In a hundred years, she has been a sword cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

If the girl's sword practice is replaced by reading, then the girl's aptitude is no worse than Zhen Xian.

Zhen Xian, since you've been thinking about it for a hundred years, don't be idle. This time, it's our Wutong Academy's turn to send sages to Wanli City, Penglaizhou. It just so happens that you and this girl from Jianzong Hongqin are going to try it out. Let's go together, we are both from Wutong Prefecture, and we will take care of each other along the way.

The Dharma voice from the principal of Wutong Academy came from a distance, it was both an instruction and an order, and Zhen Xian was not allowed to refuse.

Yes, the students know.

Although Zhen Xian sighed slightly in his heart, he still bowed to the direction from which the voice came.

Standing up straight and raising his head, Zhen Xian saw the girl's bright red and clean smile.

The little girl is not talented, please take care of me, sir.

Zhen Xian smiled, although it was a smile, but it was also helpless: Girl, don't dislike me as a pedantic scholar.

Leaving Wutong State, the two set off to Penglai Island together. Along the way, even though they were sword cultivators in the late Golden Core Stage, in front of Zhen Xian, they still looked like the little girl back then.

However, there is also a slight difference in that this beautiful and refined woman sword cultivator is much more proactive than a hundred years ago.

Because she has no worries anymore.

If it is said that my own mother was separated from the immortals and the mortals at that time, one was the daughter of a mortal prince, and the other was a Confucian monk on the mountain, and in the end they couldn't get together because of the rules.

So now, I am also from the mountain, standing on the same place as my husband, and there is no longer any obstacle, why should I worry?

So along the way, Hongqin kept attacking Zhen Xian, and Zhen Xian played his steel straight man to the extreme.

Apart from being constantly stuffed with dog food in Jiang Lin's mouth, Jiang Lin was also taken aback for a moment.

Is this really Zhen Xian who went to Qianmeng Tower behind his back and called a few cat demons?

Arriving at Wanli City in Penglaizhou, besides attacking Zhen Xian every day, Hongqin also started to go down to the city to kill monsters, and Zhen Xian learned how to sit on the battlefield with the Confucian sage above Wanli City to serve the monks in the world. Add BUFF.

Looking down at the battlefield, Zhen Xian's eyes would always be attracted by that red figure.

And that red shadow would raise her head to look at the cloud when she was taking a break on the battlefield, and smile brightly at him.

You like her?

The Confucian sage in Wanli City, who had been fed dog food for a year, finally couldn't bear it one day.

Over the past year, they have clearly been inseparable, their lovers are in love with their wives, and this and that sword repair girl is extremely active, but this junior is like a piece of wood! Wanting to get closer but not daring to keep a distance.

Facing the senior's question, Zhen Xian didn't answer, but just looked at her under the clouds.

Oh! I really have to die in a hurry

The Confucian sage in Wanli City shook his head and said nothing more.

If it were me, there would be such a beautiful girl who likes me! Children can make soy sauce.

Time just passed by day by day.

And under Hongqin's relentless attack, the relationship between the two stopped moving after reaching a certain level, as if the two of them would always have only such a gully.

Finally, when Zhen Xian had only one month left to study in Wanli City and was about to return to Wutong State to return to work, Hong Qin called out Zhen Xian the night before a battle between monsters.

If Hongqin kills 10,000 demons tomorrow and enters the Nascent Soul Realm, how about Mr. being with me!

I

Then it's settled!

This time, Hongqin didn't give Zhen Xian a chance to finish her sentence, and ran away after making an agreement privately, which was very exciting.

But Zhen Xian didn't catch up, either because she acquiesced to her agreement, or because her thoughts were too confused.

On the second day, the Yaozu's daily siege, since it was the mid-month summary of the Yaozu's daily siege, there would not be any big monsters, so the Confucian sage let Zhen Xian sit in the town with confidence, just to give him a chance to practice.

And under the city, every time the red figure swung the red sword in her hand, bewitching flowers of blood bloomed.

five thousand six thousand

seven thousand eight thousand

Just when the girl was about to kill ten thousand people, and even when there were faint signs of a breakthrough in the realm, the Yaozu withdrew their troops every day.

At this moment above the clouds, Zhen Xian, who knew it was over, also lowered his head.

But what I didn't expect was that when Wanli City was about to withdraw its troops and return to the city, that red shadow directly pierced into the retreating army of the Yaozu.

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