I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Ah~

The feeling of going home.

On the "Big Black", Jian Nanchun held his hands on his back and faced the sea breeze, with all his long hair calling back to his head.

This trip down the mountain, but he worked so hard to win, there are not many opportunities to be quiet and alone with the younger sister along the way. At this moment, Jian Nanchun is enjoying this rare peace.

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

The boy surnamed Lin next to him squatted down, tinkering with something.

Jian Nanchun narrowed his eyes to take a look, and suddenly he was so scared that cold sweat came out.

"Niezha...Stop it!"

He found that Yi Lin was actually scratching the "floor" with his fingers.

Hiss~

He didn't dare to do this!

how dare you?

Jian Nanchun was so frightened that Yi Lin suddenly lifted up. Yi Lin flashed innocent and childlike eyes and looked at Jian Nanchun, "I'm just curious."

"Heh," not far away, the elder was brought back to a few people, and he chuckles: "It's okay, childish heart, everyone has it. For so many years, no one dares to scratch on Da Hei's back, Da Hei It feels a bit interesting."

interesting?

Can it be like this?

Jian Nanchun was also interested, and wanted to learn Yi Lin's grasp.

The lead elder saw through Jian Nanchun's thoughts, and Wen Xu reminded: "If you continue to catch it, Da Hei is really angry."

Jian Nanchun: "..."

He dismissed this stupid idea in an instant.

"Brother, what is Da Hei?"

When Yi Lin was put back into place by Jian Nanchun, he was not angry, and asked with a shy face.

"Hush—"

Jian Nanchun stared at Yi Lin vigorously, raised an index finger, and when he screamed out, because of too much effort, some spit stars spurted out of his mouth.

Yi Lin asked the leading elder again: "Excuse me, can't we talk here?"

The leading elder turned his head and looked at Yi Lin. On that gentle face, he was a little bit surprised, and then a little interest flowed out of his eyes. Regardless of his identity, he nodded and answered Yi Lin's question: "Oh, Da Hei On your back, you need to keep quiet. But you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. You don't need to follow the rules of the door. Nan Chun, you don't need to be restrained, just answer him."

Yi Lin looked at Jian Nanchun triumphantly.

Jian Nanchun's face turned black.

But the elders who received the quote had already spoken, Jian Nanchun could only say: "'Da Hei' is the sea monster beast of the Heavenly Sword Sect. It has the blood of the ancient monster'Kun' in its body. Together with the elders, they are responsible for leading the disciples in the sect to Xianshan."

Yi Lin thought for a while, then stretched out his index finger, and made the image of a person stepping on his head with his other hand: "Aren't you able to fly with swords, can you just fly in?"

"Heh," Jian Nanchun said in response to the child's ignorance, feeling funny: "Is the Heavenly Sword Gate that you can enter as you want to enter, and leave when you want to come out? There are countless restrictions around the Heavenly Sword Gate. Speaking of deaths and injuries, there was a disciple many years ago who didn't know the heights of the sky and wanted to escape the fairy mountain secretly. Guess what happened in the end?"

"Oh?"

"Hey, that defected disciple was lost in the prohibition for a full ten years. He could neither go to sea nor return to the mountains. Five years later, when he was taken out of the prohibition by the elders in the door, he was already skinny and dying. Old style."

Hearing what Jian Nanchun said, there was a thoughtful Xia Xiaoman in his heart not long ago, his face suddenly turned pale, he bit his lip tightly, held the kit in his arms, and his eyes were filled with loss and helplessness.

Next, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Yi Lin stopped asking, and Jian Nanchun stopped talking, Xia Xiaoman lowered his head, feeling down.

Only the elders were enticed, humming a long tune in the sea breeze, with thoughts settling in the depths of his eyes, floating in the dust, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

No words all the way.

There seemed to be some power at work in the sea mist. When Yi Lin sensed something was wrong, he slightly sensed the power of mind and put it out a little as a test.

He discovered that these sea fog, whether it is pure natural or man-made, that is, the "prohibition" in Jian Nanchun's mouth, has greatly restricted the expansion of Yi Lin's perception tentacles. In perception, the sea fog is like dense and thick sea water, sticky and obscure, making his "tentacles" difficult to move.

The vision in front of them became more and more hazy, and several people seemed to have penetrated into the misty area, allowing them to be carried by the "hybrid" and deep into the unknown.

Yi Lin noticed that in the sea mist, the restless Xia Xiaoman involuntarily moved a little closer to Yi Lin, the shoulders of the two of them were almost level, and they were lightly attached to each other with their flimsy clothes.

Perhaps, in Xia Xiaoman's mind, among the five people, only Yi Lin, who is also an "ordinary person" like her, can bring her a little bit of psychological relief.

finally.

The mist dissipated.

There was a burst of crisp bird crying from a distance, and the five people suddenly opened up.

When the brand new scene appeared in front of Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman, both of them opened their mouths at the same time, obviously suppressed.

A vast, flat-cone-shaped floating continent, floating on the sea out of thin air, is hundreds of meters away from the ground.

In the center of the hanging continent, a high mountain towers into the clouds, and a series of gentle white beams of light pierce through the layers of clouds and fall diagonally across the hanging mountains.

The hanging mountains are lush and lush, with dense forests, bamboo forests, red leaves, and yellow grasslands. They are colorful and unusually gorgeous.

And from the top of the Hanging Mountain, there seems to be a fountain, which flows down the mountain stream and merges into streams, from top to bottom, flying straight down. In the end, it fell below the hanging mountain and became a series of snow-white waterfalls. From a distance, this colorful hanging mountain is like a charming beauty, wearing a beautiful belly, wrapped in white silk satin, and fluttering on the sea. Dance.

And around the majestic Hanging Mountain, there are small mountain peaks that slowly rotate around the main peak like a satellite, also standing in the air. Groups of black and white cranes formed a team and shuttled between the peaks.

If you have good eyesight, you can even see, a group of monks, walking together, laughing side by side in the sky.

Xia Xiaoman came from the royal family. Although she hadn't seen any glory and wealth, the scene before her was beyond her scope.

She used to only hear that monks outside Fang had great magical powers, and the fairy mountain where they lived was a paradise on earth, a paradise on earth. I thought it was just an exaggerated legend, but I didn't expect it to be true.

The reason why Yi Lin was surprised was a little different from Xia Xiaoman. His first reaction was to integrate this design concept into his residence, so that the residence of the Apocalypse Guild could become bigger, stronger, and better.

After thirteen years, Yi Lin once again thought of the station, the apocalypse, and the various things in reality, his mood calmed down, his face was smiling, and his eyes were no longer disturbed.

The lead elder seemed indifferent, but in fact, he had been paying attention to the special young man mentioned by Jian Nanchun in "The Paper Crane". He noticed that Yi Lin recovered his calm within a short period of time. Looked a little high.

"Mixed-Blood Kun"'s huge body, naturally, can't make it to the fairy mountain. The elders were attracted to Chao Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang beckoned, the latter two understood, and each took one and flew up to the fairy mountain.

When I approached the fairy mountain, I discovered that there were wooden cottages built near the waterfalls at the bottom. The wooden cottages stood side by side, and Yi Lin looked like a simple public toilet.

Jian Nanchun took Yi Lin and flew towards the "public toilet".

Yi Lin had a bad feeling in an instant.

"Princess Daqing, follow me."

The leading elder stepped on the void, and with one move, the eldest princess holding the kit involuntarily changed from Chao Rushuang's hand to the leading elder's hand.

With the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman, the elders kept rising and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

"Wait, what about me?"

When Yi Lin saw it, he felt unhappy. He pointed at the "public toilet" in Yi Lin's eyes and flew away without looking back.

NS?

Just those public toilets?

A big grass came out of Yi Lin's heart.

really.

Jian Nanchun took Yi Lin to the Mulu. Yi Lin squinted and stared at Jian Nanchun ill-intentionally, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Ahem," Jian Nanchun gave a dry cough, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, but his face was still faint, pretending, and he couldn't see the slightest guilt.

Jian Nanchun placed Yi Lin near the Mulu, with his hands on his back, and in a deep and deep tone, said to Yi Lin: "Lin Yi, since you have a relationship with my Heavenly Sword Gate, from today onwards, you are me. The official name of the Heavenly Sword Gate... a handyman disciple."

"Handyman...disciple?" Yi Lin stretched out his hand and touched behind him. He was hesitating whether to take out an "annihilation" or a "disaster", or a shuttle...no, two shuttles were fresh and hot. Bullets.

Yi Lin wants to teach Jian Nanchun how to be a good brother... and teach you how to be a man.

"Teacher brother don't be anxious." Jian Nanchun noticed that Yi Lin's tone was not good, and in order to stabilize Yi Lin's mood, she shamelessly called to her master.

Did the younger brother agree?

Shameless!

Jiannanchun Road:

"The Heavenly Sword Sect is the supreme Taoist, and you can't get started easily. Being able to be a handyman disciple is a blessing that many people can't ask for in the world. As long as you become a handyman disciple, you will have the opportunity to practice on the fairy mountain. Once he shows enough talent, he can be seen by the elders, and there is a great opportunity to enter the outer gate and become an official disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

What does this mean, can only be upgraded step by step?

Yi Lin pondered, calmed down, and put the hand behind him back to his side.

Jian Nanchun felt in an instant that he seemed to have passed by something just now, a strange illusion.

"How long will it take?"

Yi Lin asked again.

"this……"

When Jian Nanchun was about to use any words to answer ~www.readwn.com~In a wooden cottage not far away, an old man with a crouched waist and gray hair was carrying a pole. Empty wooden barrels hung on both sides of the pole. Stepping out of the wooden cottage with a calm face and contentedness.

"Handyman disciple, Chenbei, I have met, met, and seen senior brother. Cough cough cough cough..."

The old man saw that Jian Nanchun was here, and his movements were quite agile, so he quickly put down his shoulder pole and wooden barrel and saluted Jian Nanchun. But it seemed that because the movements were too violent, the old man let out a sigh of relief and gave out a dry cough that was not too violent.

"No need to be polite."

In front of Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun set the score a little bit in front of the old man, and then turned back, facing Yi Lin, who was dark complexion, shrugged, and left a meaningful sentence:

"You see, brother, it's a long time, not long, but it varies from person to person."

"..."

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