Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

In a trance, it seems to have returned to the days when Shangguan Miantang was first picked up.It's just that this time it's a little different, it's not an apprentice, but a junior.

"Brother, brother, I'm tired of laughing!" The white-haired boy stood in the sun and strode forward, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and his fair and tender face became flushed.He looked at Su Zhuo's tearful eyes, his pitiful face made Xue Changsheng, who didn't like children, almost break his heart: "Xiao Xiao really can't stand up..."

Xue Changsheng quietly looked at the apprentice who was quietly striding aside. The other party had kept this posture all morning, and he felt tired from watching.After struggling for a while, Xue Changsheng still planned to muster up the courage to show his majesty as a master——

Why take courage!

"Well, Cheng'er, you've all had a hard morning—"

"Master, the disciple will be able to form alchemy within this year, how about master and disciple practicing together?" Su Zhuo smiled gently: "Otherwise, if the disciple surpasses him, the master will cry again."

"Who would cry!" Xue Changsheng dissatisfied: "There are many juniors who have surpassed me in Beiming Xianzong. If you cry every time, you will be blind as a teacher!"

He murmured: "If it is outside, Jin Danqi is also a great figure that everyone admires."

Su Zhuo sighed: "Master also said, it's outside."

——And here is the Beiming Immortal Sect, which is the largest sect in the world.

"Golden elixir is everywhere, and the Yuanying is as numerous as dogs in the Beiming Immortal Sect. I know it as a master." Xue Changsheng waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Thinking about the good, the power of the transformation stage will come to me at the ceremony." Kneel down."

Su Zhuo thought for a while and said, "Master, do you yearn for life in the outside world?"

Xue Changsheng was puzzled and said, "Why does Cheng'er ask such a question? The teacher here is the peak master of Pojian Peak, who is above ten thousand people, and the real Changsheng Daoist who kneels down for all the powers in the transformation stage. If you walk out of the Beiming Immortal Sect , as a teacher is just a small golden core stage, even though he is a great figure among many casual cultivators, but as long as he has a little bit of ability, he can take care of me at will. So, why do you want to go out?"

Su Zhuo listened to him quietly, and said slowly: "The disciple is just asking...whether he is 'longing for'."

Xue Changsheng was silent for a long time, then sighed: "Speaking of which, since I accepted you as an apprentice, I haven't stepped out of the Beiming Immortal Sect as a teacher for nearly two years."

Unwilling to be ignored, Xue Xiaobai pouted and said, "Isn't it because of being punished by Uncle Mulan?"

Xue Changsheng suddenly stopped feeling sorry for him: "Stinky boy, hurry up and take care of yourself. What kind of ass is sticking out! Straighten your back!"

Xue Xiaobai looked at Su Zhuo with teary eyes, but only got a ruthless back of the head.

Xue Xiaobai: "...QAQ"

Su Zhuo was amused in his heart, and he didn't know how angry Ye Xiao would be after sorting out his memory tonight.

Xue Xiaobai was not reconciled and said: "Xiao Xiao wants to hold her high and hug her in the afternoon!"

Su Zhuo responded, "Okay, okay."

Xue Changsheng twitched his lips, and said disdainfully, "They're all 6 years old, it's shameful."

Xue Xiaobai fought back with sharp teeth: "It's not shameful, last time I saw a nephew who was over 100 years old, and he was still acting like a baby to his mother!"

Xue Changsheng: "..."

Su Zhuo had no choice but to hide his face. This is the bad influence caused by people in the cultivation world spending most of their lives in seclusion.

Almost a year has passed since Xue Xiaobai was accepted as a disciple.

After calming down and practicing meditation, time seems to pass very quickly.He meets An Yiyin every night, and occasionally encounters Shangguan Miantang for a fierce battle.Everyone tacitly did not mention the tense atmosphere between immortals and demons, but it seemed that they had returned to the time when nothing happened hundreds of years ago.But the past is the past, and the past will never come back.Just like Shangguan Miantang back then, he was determined not to treat An Yiyin in the same tone as he is now.

Su Zhuo sighed with some headache.

After lunch, Su Zhuo routinely came to rest under the osmanthus tree in the center of the garden.The entire garden is blessed by the magic circle, the temperature is like spring all year round, and the vegetation grows extremely lush, especially the strong fragrance emitted by this huge thousand-year-old osmanthus tree, which makes Su Zhuo feel like he is in a dream.

In the dimness, a heavy object hit his thigh.Su Zhuo stretched out his hand to caress the little white head on his lap in a funny way, closed his eyes and said softly, "Have a good rest, don't make trouble. I still have to practice calligraphy in the afternoon."

Xue Xiaobai deliberately rolled his body, letting his head hit Su Zhuo's lower abdomen heavily: "Don't!"

Su Zhuojia forcefully pressed the kid's head on his lap. Although he was smiling, the temperature around him plummeted: "Junior Brother Xiao, there are some places that cannot be touched, do you understand?"

"...Understood...I'm sorry..." Xue Xiaobai apologized honestly, and when the surrounding temperature rose, he asked without fear of death: "Brother, why can't you touch this place?"

Su Zhuo thought for a while and said, "Because this is the capital of men."

Xue Xiaobai was puzzled: "A man's...capital?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "But you haven't (yet)."

Xue Xiaobai nodded half-understanding: "Because Xiaoxiao is not a 'man'?"

Su Zhuo smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

—You are a boy.

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At night, listening to Ye Xiaoyi's furious footsteps, and the aggrieved look that he wanted to kick over the table several times but forcibly endured, Su Zhuo rolled on the bed several times with the urge to laugh wildly, until Ye Xiaoyi finally suppressed his anger After breathing out again, he finally entered a dream.

As usual, An Yiyin was sitting in the middle of the gazebo in Mengluohuahai and waiting for him.On the stone table of the gazebo were fresh vermilion attractive fruits, and the aroma of the nectar poured into the cup was blown to Su Zhuo in front of him by the wind, making the glutton in his stomach scream non-stop.Su Zhuo couldn't help showing a smile, and was about to walk forward quickly, a pair of arms hugged his waist from behind faster than him, and stopped him on the spot.

Su Zhuo helplessly touched the head of the person behind him: "What's wrong, Miantang."

The child hugging his waist was only six or seven years old, with hair reaching to his waist, a cute little face raised up, a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a touch of red at the end of the eyes added a bit of evil to him.If you look carefully, there is also a faint red in the pupil, but you can't see it clearly.

If Ye Xiaoyi practiced "Red World Judgment" to reach the level of Shangguan Miantang, or if Shangguan Miantang had the current skill back then, even if he turned into a child, he would definitely be recognized by others.

"What is Master thinking?" Shangguan Miantang put his face on Su Zhuo's back, rubbing his face gently like a cat: "Are you thinking about your new recruit? He is as cute as Miantang to please you." Is it? It’s just a waste that has reversed its age but can’t even retain its memory.”

Su Zhuo just smiled lightly and said, "He's such a big man, how can he say he's cute and cute?"

"Miantang didn't say that he was cute, Master said that." Shangguan Miantang took full advantage of his age, stood on tiptoe and rubbed Su Zhuo's back: "Didn't Master say that you like Miantang the most?" ?”

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor." An Yiyin walked closer and said calmly, "Please don't make things difficult for Junior Brother Zhuo."

"Lingyin Immortal..." Shangguan Miantang's face turned cold, and his smile was coquettish and sharp: "If Master didn't like the scenery of the fairy world, why would Gu come here?"

Su Zhuo knocked on Shangguan Miantang's head with his backhand: "Why are you talking to your uncle?"

Shangguan Miantang: "..."

"My head is with you. If you want to forcibly transfer my dream, I have no other way." Su Zhuo said with a smile: "So for this matter, I want to praise you."

Shangguan Miantang said awkwardly: "Master, I am no longer a child..."

"Really." Su Zhuo let go of his hand and walked towards the pavilion: "But you will always be a child in my heart as a teacher."

The juvenile version of Shangguan Miantang stood where he was, those exotic flowers and plants didn't even reach his thighs.He looked at the backs of Su Zhuo and An Yiyin, and asked in a low voice: "Master... aren't you angry?"

"Angry? Ah, are you spying on me?" Su Zhuo said with a smile, "Such crude surveillance is not the handiwork of the majestic Demon Emperor. Since you deliberately hope that I will find out, then I will not find out."

Shangguan Miantang choked, and then smiled: "Master really likes the human world... I wonder if you will be so happy when you come to the demon world one day."

An Yiyin frowned slightly, but he didn't comment on this matter. Su Zhuo went back and put his hands on Shangguan Miantang's head, and followed the demon emperor who was so powerful, and walked towards the pavilion: "Even I don't know what to do." Dare to test, it seems that you have indeed grown a lot."

"Master, it hurts..." Shangguan Miantang was so pressed that he couldn't lift his head, and was almost dragged to the gazebo.Seeing Shangguan Miantang with messy long hair like a bird's nest sitting opposite her, a faint smile appeared on An Yiyin's plain face: "Does His Majesty the Demon Emperor also want a drink?"

"The wine in the dream has a special taste." Shangguan Miantang didn't even arrange his hair. He propped his head on one hand and looked at An Yiyin's graceful movements that could be painted, and said softly: "In the dream, Lingyin Immortal Venerable doesn't need to talk too much. Li, just call me Shangguan."

An Yiyin smiled lightly and said: "Then Shangguan don't have to be polite, just call me uncle."

Su Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

Shangguan Miantang was not annoyed either, he took the wine glass from An Yiyin with a smile on Su Zhuo's face, and was fascinated by the smile before he drank it down.He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but was poked by Su Zhuo's finger on the forehead, and his small body leaned back, almost throwing himself on his back.

"Master?!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Su Zhuo ruffled his long hair again, and sighed: "Put away your thoughts, if you dare to kill Ye Xiao and replace him by yourself, don't even think about it." I forgive you."

His thoughts were cleared out, and Shangguan Miantang didn't know whether he was happy or worried: "I have an agreement with An Yiyin, neither of us can easily reach the world, so this idea is just a thought, and I won't really do it, please Rest assured, master."

Su Zhuo tapped his head again: "I can't even think about it."

Shangguan Miantang was pained and happy because of his master's new hobby, but An Yiyin who was sitting across from him suddenly said: "If Shangguan really thinks about Junior Brother Zhuo, why don't you return his head?"

The smile on Shangguan Miantang's mouth disappeared.