I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

finally.

The development of the situation evolved into a situation that Jian Nanchun never expected.

He stepped on the tip of Feijian, and the shameless child named Lin was sitting on Feijian's buttocks, feeling contented in the air, enjoying the cold air with his eyes closed.

Behind him, the dead leaf Zen master who had bandaged the wound released a huge wooden fish-shaped magic weapon, sitting on it with an old monk and an excited Wang Xiaohu.

And his senior sister?

The long princess flew away long ago.

There was a person stepping on a flying sword and a person sitting behind it, looking a bit crowded.

However, Jian Nanchun was a little confused because of the mental shock, and his thoughts were confused, and he manipulated the flying sword to flew forward swayingly.

Yi Lin felt the rhythm of Feijian behind and couldn't help but reminded: "Concentrate on driving, don't crash."

Jian Nanchun couldn't understand Yi Lin's weird dialect.

But it means he understands.

Jian Nanchun turned around and glared at Yi Lin. Isn't it because of you in his heart?

At this time.

Jian Nanchun couldn't help but recall the conversation not long ago.

...

"Do you want to sleep with your junior sister?"

"You, you, you... ignorant boy, how can you defile someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"Then let me put it another way, to be down-to-earth... Do you really want to form an immortal couple with your little junior and sisters, go hand in hand, enjoy the world, and only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals?"

"Hiss." Jian Nanchun took a breath.

"Do you want to?"

"……think."

"Then I'll help you sleep...Ah no, make your junior sister, you help me enter the Heavenly Sword Gate, how about?"

"Hey, just rely on you?"

Jian Nanchun didn't believe it at the time, you said nothing, why should I believe you?

Yi Lin took out the Chenxiang Ling: "Only I can get the VIP qualification of Wanxianglou within seven days, Chenxiang Ling. Why should I? I rely on my ability, no one understands women's minds better than me."

Now Jian Nanchun has some faith.

The agarwood order from Wanxianglou was not given casually.

In layman's terms, it is a limited edition, and one piece is given away.

The people at their Heavenly Sword Gate couldn't pull their faces into the brothel.

So Jian Nanchun had only heard of this stuff, not even him.

"Actually," Yi Lin watched Jiannan's spring movement, he poured a handful of hot oil: "You and your junior sister look talented and beautiful, and you know it is a match made in heaven at first glance. Even if I don't do anything, you form a Taoist couple. After all, it's a matter of course and let the flow go, but with my help, maybe it can shorten the process by so many years and reduce the twists and turns. Wouldn't it be nice?"

Yi Lin entangled his hands in a circle, and made a vivid gesture: "And you don't have to do anything for me. By the way, take me all the way to the shore of the East China Sea and open a back door for me to enter the Heavenly Sword Gate."

"Open... the back door?"

He knows the back door, but what is the meaning of "opening the back door" in this matter?

"The meaning is: Senior Brother Jian Nanchun, as a leading elite of the Heavenly Sword Sect, will give future juniors a little bit of cheapness, so that things can go smoother without violating conscience, rules, and principles."

Yi Lin gave an explanation of the term.

Jian Nanchun didn't know what to think at the time.

Is it thinking of the younger sister, or the partner, or the back door?

He almost nodded in a ghostly manner, which was regarded as an agreement.

"Hello, brother."

In response, Yi Lin squinted and smiled, very happy.

...

In short, this is how things are.

As for the dead leaf Zen master and Wang Xiaohu behind him, it was purely by the way.

When Wang Xiaohu heard that Yi Lin was about to take Jiannanchun's Shunfeng Sword to the coast of the East China Sea, he was anxious and clamored to go together.

They went out of the village and wandered the rivers and lakes together, why did you take me down, Brother Lin?

Jian Nanchun made it clear that his flying sword was overloaded and couldn't take the three of them.

When Zen Master Kuye saw the opportunity, he said that he was going to send the Buddha to the west and **** the princess to the shore of the East China Sea.

Then he caught up with Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu didn't think so much.

Yi Lin saw through the old monk's mind at a glance.

In this way, the old monk still did not give up and wanted to recruit Wang Xiaohu as a monk.

then,

Jian Nanchun rides Yi Lin, and the old monk rides Wang Xiaohu, all the way north.

Driving in the air is fast, traveling thousands of miles a day, not to mention.

The cities shrunk to the size of a model, passing by the feet of a few people.

Where did Wang Xiaohu experience this kind of stimulation? He held Master Dry Leaf's robes all the way, excited and scared.

Yi Lin sat on Jian Nanchun's Feijian butt, very calm.

He is not afraid of falling, the big deal is to fly by himself.

In fact, Yi Lin was secretly pondering the principle of flying sword flying.

The principle of Yi Lin's flying with the help of Nian power is completely different from that of flying with a flying sword.

Just give an example, like helicopters and jets.

One is to use the air current to rise, the other is to use the jet current to glide.

When Yi Lin was flying, he used the power of mind to support his weight to achieve the effect of flying, but the speed was not very fast.

And Feijian Feijian is really flying, very mysterious.

Yi Lin felt the speed of the flying sword, and yearned for the cultivation technique even more.

He felt that this was an unfamiliar subject. For Yi Lin, the more unfamiliar the subject, the better, which means that it is full of unknowns, which gave him a desire to explore.

"The attraction of knowledge lies in the endless unknown..."

On the flying sword, Yi Lin muttered to himself.

When he raised his head again, the young man's eyes were full of energy.

...

Along the way.

The old monk and Wang Xiaohu sat on the wooden fish artifact, chattering endlessly.

He kept talking to Wang Xiaohu about the benefits of practicing Buddhism.

What can purify the heart and lack desires, have no desires, peace of mind, prolong life and so on.

At first, Wang Xiaohu refused, covering his ears.

But later, he was so tired that he listened to a paragraph involuntarily.

With a high level of cultivation, the dead leaf Zen master, while manipulating the wooden fish to fly, as steady as an old driver, while also being able to put his hands together and sing mysterious scriptures.

Hearing hundreds of meters away, even if it is through the howling wind, the sound of "Amitabha Buddha, my Buddha's mercy, six cleansing roots" pierced into the eardrum like a curse~www.readwn.com~ This penetrating power Yi Lin is also admired.

"I don't know if Xiaohu can stand it."

Yi Lin sighed secretly and mourned for a moment of silence for Wang Xiaohu.

Three days later.

The four fell outside a town.

This place is called Yecheng, one level higher than Shengping County.

Several people put away their magical powers and pretended to be ordinary monks, buying food and fresh water in the city, and inquiring about news.

Jian Nanchun and the dead leaf monk were very successful in their cultivation, and they were close to bigu. They couldn't die without eating for ten and a half months. But Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu are not. When they grow up, they will starve to death if they don't eat or drink.

Not long after Yi Lin entered the city, he suddenly remembered that he had no money.

So he could only sneak out of the city and let out three mother spirits to explore the surrounding area. It was not known whether it was the bad luck of the other party or the luck of Yi Lin. After Yi Lin was twenty miles outside Yecheng, he found a trace of a thief activity. . Following the footsteps, Yi Lin touched it, alas, it was still a big fish, with a group of a hundred robbers, powerful enough to occupy a mountain.

Yi Lin was too lazy to get involved in killing evil, so he sneaked into the warehouse of the bandit group, stole a parcel of silver, and left without a name.

It's no wonder that so many people like to fight for justice, rob the rich and help the poor, this feels really good.

Not only enriches the pockets, but also enriches the spiritual needs.

Yi Lin's bag was sinking, full of silver.

When he returned to Yecheng, he was in the dust, and he didn't care about changing clothes and dressing up. He was familiar with the car, straightened his back, and went straight to the Wanxiang Tower alone.

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