The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

Unlike his sister, Jiang Ming became calmer and calmer the more he got angry.

It is said that more than 200 years ago, Jiang Ming was abandoned by Bu Youyin of Tianxiu Valley, and killed seven people and seven people with a smile on his birthday ceremony. Although no one was killed, no one dared to underestimate his ability.

Although Rong Yin and Rong Zhi are usually not on the same page, at this juncture, they pointed to the big brother Rong Shan in a surprisingly united manner.

Rong Shan covered his bleeding head, glared viciously at the two juniors who were shirking their responsibilities, turned around, knelt down in front of Jiang Ming, hugged his slender thighs, and cried, "Master, this disciple was bullied by Rong Zhi Rongyin." ·······“

Three people, each has something to say.

Seeing the three of them messing around too much, Jiang Ming kicked Rong Shan away with a cold face, regardless of the reason, and ordered: "Xuanzhidong, three months!"

Rong Shanrong's complexion turned pale.

My master has loved to use this trick since I was a child.

Facing the wall and thinking.

The three of them wanted to go back and pack some luggage, but suddenly thought that this house had been smashed into pieces, where did the luggage come from?I had no choice but to climb up to the Xuanzhi Cave of Cangwu Mountain with my own hands and legs, clutching the storage bag in my hand.

This Cangwu Mountain is near Tongying Peak, with a dry spiritual vein attached to it, you can't climb the mountain with a sword, you can only climb it with your physical strength.

Jiang Ming angrily dealt with the three apprentices, and when he turned around, Zhou Yan was still standing there, waiting to eat roast chicken!

"Er..." Jiang Ming was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and picked up Zhou Yan, who was completely exhausted, "Wait a moment, I have already ordered the spirit servant to prepare food."

Zhou Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, elder, I just want a bigu pill.

The so-called spiritual servants have different arrangements for different peaks.For example, Tongying Peak is good at controlling beasts, so the disciples in the peak form a pact with mountain spirits and wild monsters, and drive them to do rough work.The Tongming Peak controlled by Pei Yuan are all sword cultivators, and there is a [Yuanjian Qishen] cave in the back mountain, so he drives the sword spirit as a spiritual servant.

When Zhou Yan followed Pei Yuan's uncle and master back to Xuanji Gate, he had seen Pei Yuan's sword spirit.

Pei Yuan's sword is named [Suicheng], it is about seven feet long, the blade is thick but light, and the hilt is wide and long.The flying sword he used for transportation was chosen at will. This natal sword has always been worn by his side and never left.

[Suicheng]'s sword spirit is an indifferent young man in white, with an aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over his body.Zhou Yan had no doubt that if he dared to touch [Suicheng], he would be stabbed to death by the boy.From this point of view, the sword spirit is really the most suitable spiritual servant, not only powerful and pleasing to the eye, but also very loyal to the sword master.

Jiang Ming couldn't bear Zhou Yan's constant pleading, and took him to the small courtyard where he lived.This small courtyard is located in the shade of mountains and forests, secluded and warm, it is really a good place to cultivate your body and mind.There seems to be a lake not far away. From the small slope, it looks like a piece of exquisite jade, which is extremely clear. There is a floating island in the middle of the lake, just like a spot on the jade.

Pushing open the gate of the courtyard, the house is just like the mortal world, just like returning to the old place of Yancheng.

Zhou Yan made a decision immediately, and urged Master Song Han to change the cave to the same way when he went back.

"Peak Master, you are back~" A little girl in peach red opened her smile and flew into Jiang Ming's arms. Regardless of Zhou Yan who was too hungry to move, she pulled Jiang Ming into the house, "Tao Tao is ready!" Meals, just wait for the peak master!"

"Tao Qi, take nephew Zhou to enjoy it first." Jiang Ming hurriedly threw Zhou Yan to the little girl, and pulled out his sleeves, "I'll go and fix it first." Just as he was about to escape, he warned, "This time The three of Rong Shan face the wall and think about their mistakes, so don't secretly give them food."

Tao Qi nodded immediately, fearing that the Peak Master would still be angry.It's always scarier to get angry with someone who is not easily angry.

After Jiang Ming finished his confession, he left the yard in a short step, not knowing where he was going.

Now Zhou Yan knows who the habit of Shunbu among Tongyingfeng disciples comes from, but this is not his current focus.He just wants to fill his stomach now! !

Although Tao Qi felt a little regretful that the peak master didn't eat her cooking this time, seeing the quiet (hungry) cute (non-existent) Zhou Yan who was about ten years old, the heart of a few hundred years old was soft, pinch Zhou Yan His face was flattened by hunger, and he led him to the dining table in the side hall, "Poor kid, eat quickly!"

Sitting at the dining table was a girl in black, with green eyes, silent.It's just that when Zhou Yan pounced on those good-looking stewed meat and chicken, the girl sighed secretly, shook her head, and stopped looking at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan, a hungry wolf, couldn't help it when he saw the table was full of food. He stuffed his stomach with big mouthfuls, and didn't have time to care about the taste of the food.After he was a little full, a strange smell suddenly overflowed from his mouth. After tasting it again, Zhou Yan's face changed several colors, and he ran out the door and vomited.

Tao Qi was very touched at first, and finally someone was able to finish the food she cooked, but Zhou Yan vomited it out again in a shameless manner, and the little girl's face collapsed immediately.

The girl in black spoke, sticking out her long scarlet tongue, "Hiss~ Taoshu, give up your cooking skills..."

Tao Qi glared at her, walked over, and stepped on the tail of the snake hidden under her skirt, "Heizi, shut up! The peak master just praised the deliciousness of my cooking the day before yesterday!"

Heizi couldn't beat her, so he could only sneer: "Hiss~ But did he eat it?"

Tao Qi wanted to refute, but the peak master really wouldn't eat her cooking...

The dialogue between the two spiritual servants, Peach Tree Spirit and Snake Spirit, did not affect Zhou Yan.Outside the house, he had already vomited so much that he was about to vomit out bile, his whole face was ashen, and he was extremely weak.

Tao Qi finally remembered that the peak master told her to arrange a place for this new disciple, but the other party actually disliked her food!Tao Qi pouted, and decided to let the child live far away from her...then it would be better to live in the center of the lake.Didn't the last student who disliked her cooking live there?

Seeing how Zhou Yan was vomiting so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, Tao Qida showed kindness and cast a spell to make him very light, carried him on his back, walked three steps and jumped five steps, and came to the one next to Jiang Ming's courtyard. Floating islands on the lake.

Zhou Yan was so hungry that he didn't look carefully at the floating island, but now that he boarded it, he realized that there was something wrong with it.Although the place is not big, it is not too small either. There is a unique house, and there is no garden that is tended by anyone.

This house, and Tongyingfeng, all the houses have a general appearance, the furniture in the house is complete, there is no trace of smoke and dust, as if someone is cleaning it carefully every day.The garden outside was much deserted.In this garden, there are weeds everywhere, and the winter is approaching, most of the trees have leaves falling on the ground, looking miserable. , especially, around the yard, there are clusters of yellowing calamus.

Yes, it is now November, and the flowering period of calamus has long passed.Zhou Yan thought of the bunch of irises with yellow flowers that he saw in Muqi's bedroom. He guessed that Muqi used some magic to keep the irises in their blooming state.

Presumably Muqi likes calamus very much...

If next year when the flowers are in bloom, I will pick a large bouquet and give it to Muqi...

Tao Qi placed Zhou Yan's luggage in the house, turned her head, and said to Zhou Yan: "You live here for the time being. For the practice, I have to make other arrangements with the Peak Master." Tao Qi said, and suddenly leaned into Zhou Yan's ear, "If you don't dislike my cooking any more and finish every meal without spit it out, I'd like to continue living with you."

Zhou Yan's Caisei's face fluctuated, and he quickly refused, "Miss Tao Qi, I appreciate your kindness. I think this Huxinju is really good. You really don't need to worry about me. Food problem."

Tao Qi pouted, angrily threw the rest of his luggage, and left Huxinju in a single step.Zhou Yan is used to it. They are disciples of Yingying Peak, and they come to Shunbu whenever they have nothing to do.Right now, he has nothing else to ask for except that he is still a little hungry.

Since he didn't have Bigu Pill in his hand, and the food made by the spirit servant was so unpalatable, Zhou Yan looked up at the fruit trees outside the window. Although it was already November, the fruit trees were no longer bearing fruit, but this was the world of cultivating immortals after all, so it was inevitable that some people would slip through the net. fish.

Zhou Yan walked into the garden outside, tree by tree, one by one to see if they had any fruit left.It's a pity that Yuanzi didn't give face, but he didn't let him find a single fruit.Zhou Yan stopped and walked, and came to the center of the garden, where the most luxuriant calamus grew. In the middle of the calamus, there was a small bare space. It seemed that there was a tree planted there before, but now there is no more.

What kind of tree are you planting?Zhou Yan didn't want to know, he was only interested in trees that could bear fruit.

Back in the room, Zhou Yan was still hungry.He thought blankly, should I send a sound transmission to the master and ask him to send Bigu Pill?

These days, the master has worried enough about himself, if he bothers him about such a trivial matter, even he will feel sorry for himself.

Zhou Yan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and he didn't want to have those weird dreams anymore, so he just jumped out of bed, raised the lamp and observed the room he lived in.This move really made him find a strange place.

On the stone wall behind a potted plant, there was originally engraved:

Different paths between human and ghost

Yin and Yang, Yang and Yin, Yin and Yang are always separated

These were originally two helpless and desolate sentences, but someone added two words with a sword, and it was completely different:

What is the difference between human beings and ghosts

Yin and Yang and Yin and Yang are hard to separate forever

That sword character was about to penetrate the stone wall and penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Although Zhou Yan is young, he has also experienced life and death. The death of his grandmother left him with a very deep memory.However, I often hear people say that there is reincarnation after death, and it will not disappear completely. Grandma is kind-hearted in this life, and she will be rich and wealthy in the next life...Death is not necessarily sad.

As night fell, Huxinju was not cold.

Looking at the lake, Zhou Yan wondered if there would be any fish in the lake that he could catch and eat.His thoughts on food in his life have not been as many as today.

The doors and windows are closed, and the wind and rain seem to be coming.

Zhou Yan was surprised to find that a few petals of cherry blossoms had fallen into the gap of a certain window.

It's already November, why are the petals of cherry blossoms appearing again?

At this time, he is no longer as ignorant as he was when he first came to Xuanji Gate. Looking around the peaks of Xuanji Gate, there is no elder who likes cherry blossoms, and violates the laws of heaven and earth, letting the flowers bloom when they are not in the blooming period. Not something to brag about.The bunch of yellow calamus that Mu Qi built in the house actually didn't quite fit his identity, but Zhou Yan didn't want to think about it.

Of course he knew that curiosity would kill the cat, but unfortunately, if he didn't always find out, he would be suffocated to death.

Zhou Yan picked up the storage bag at his waist and took out an oiled paper umbrella from it.This umbrella was prepared by the two masters and apprentices when they lived in Jianghua City. The white umbrella was painted with blossoming spring cherry blossoms... It was a coincidence that it matched the scene with the cherry blossom petals.

Without further hesitation, he pushed open the fastened wooden door, held up the umbrella, and walked into the wind and rain.

He succeeded in introducing Qi into his body, and the abilities of his ears, eyes, and spiritual perception were hundreds of times stronger than before, and he easily discovered the source of the petals, and followed the direction of a gust of wind to find them.

The place where the petals come from is near Huxinju.The more Zhou Yan walked, the more he found that the surrounding scenery was very familiar, it was the garden he passed by during the day.The wind and rain were blowing, and the vision was blurred. Zhou Yan was splashed all over by the rain. Unfortunately, he was not good at learning skills and could not recite the water-avoiding mantra, so he had to hold on to the umbrella handle in embarrassment and walk forward in small steps.

The surrounding trees turned backward one by one, and the withered and yellow calamus leaves fell to the ground.During the daytime, a tall and luxuriant cherry tree grew in the open space in the middle of the calamus clump.The branches are winding and stretching, holding up the canopy like an umbrella, and the whole tree is filled with pink and white flowers.The wind and rain are ruthless, but the tree stands still, and the flowers and leaves all quietly stop at their proper positions.

There is a man standing under the tree.

The black clothes are like ink, the purple gold head crown, and the figure is straight, shadowing into the root of the cherry tree.