What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

Qinan really never imagined that this young master could be so lame that he didn't care about the [-] source realm of the Great Barren Island, and came here to watch him as a casual cultivator in the Mahayana period.

It's dying.

Obviously, he spends time every year to explore the secret realm with other casual cultivators, trying to make himself look like the most normal and inconspicuous one among the casual cultivators—but what is wrong now?

This young master is too scary.

Qinan's mood was a bit complicated.

He slowly changed the ripped shorts into gray-black trousers, then kicked his legs wrapped up in a crystal silk robe by Yuhong, and said in a bad mood: "Master Jianjun, please let me go. "

Yu Hong was still a little hesitant, and he was relieved when he saw that he had changed the frivolous trousers.

Qinan looked at his series of subtle expression changes that were almost impossible to detect, feeling inexplicably depressed and angry in his heart.

Probably if other monks encountered this situation, they would only feel ecstatic and flattered, and then happily accept it.

After all, this person is Jianjun Yihong.

And who can refuse the perfect Yuhong Jianjun?

Qinan raised the corners of his lips and laughed silently.

Yue Hong raised his head as if aware of something, and seeing the smile on Qinan's lips, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.He vaguely felt that Qinan's smile seemed to have a deep meaning, it was different from any usual smile, instead—

On the contrary, it was more like the way he looked at those mortals who had no chance of immortality many years ago.

The familiar throbbing reappeared.

Yi Hong managed to stabilize his mind, but his tone became softer uncontrollably, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong."

The smile on Qinan's lips widened, he stared at Yu Hong for two seconds, and said, "You are so cute, Jian Jun Yu Hong."

Yao Hong was stunned for a moment.

Qinan turned his eyes away, and continued to add casually: "You see, the streets of this world are full of such fancy clothes, so how can I be considered indecent?"

Yao Hong slowly came back to his senses, there was a little understanding and disappointment in his eyes.He responded sullenly, and heard Qinan speak again: "By the way, Yu Hong, didn't you say that you have something to be busy before, and you finished it so soon?"

Yihong: "..."

not at all.

After he discovered that Qinan and Rong Qi had conflicted before, he hurried over because he was afraid that Qinan would disappear suddenly like the one 62 years ago.

In fact, the finishing work of the Emperor's Sky Ceremony originally required him, the acting head, to appear in person.

As a result, he left all of them to You Jue and Gui Xu to deal with.

Qinan blinked, and said intentionally: "Hey, I heard that the Emperor's Heaven Celebration is a grand event in the Great Barren Island, why did it end so soon? I thought it would be delayed for at least a month."

Yihong: "..."

Yi Hong's sense of responsibility was poked by him, and he became a little restless.He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Why didn't you come?"

Qinan froze for a moment when he heard the words, then frowned slightly, as if he couldn't say anything: "This... I'm just an ordinary Mahayana casual cultivator..."

Yao Hong seriously promised: "You follow me, no one dares to look down on you."

Qinan was silent for a while, smiled at him, and declined politely: "I just asked Hong Yu's people to enter this world, and then went out immediately, it's too disrespectful to them."

Yu Hong pursed his lower lip, a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

He paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "When are you leaving?"

Qinan tilted his head, uncertain: "Maybe two or three years?"

Yu Hong's gray eyes lighted up slightly: "I'll be back within a month."

Qinan just wanted to say that it's okay if he doesn't have to come back, but the words "I'll wait for you" that Yihong said to him when Nantianzhou parted a few months ago suddenly rang in his ears.His lips moved slightly, and for some reason he swallowed the words that had come to his lips.

In the end he just said, "Okay."

Yi Hong stared at him for a few more seconds, as if a little bit reluctant, but finally turned and left.

Qinan watched his back disappear out of the window, gradually losing his sense of breath.

He sat alone on the chair for a while, the smile on his lips gradually faded, his eyes stared deeply at the direction where Yao Hong disappeared, his mood was a little complicated, but he couldn't quite tell what he was thinking.

After a while, Qinan exhaled lightly, stretched out his hand and pulled his hair vigorously.

Anyway, play dumb first.

As long as "Sanxiu Qinan" can disappear before this young master's showdown, nothing will happen.

Qinan lowered his eyes, caught a glimpse of the gray hooded sweater on his body, reached out and tugged at its loose cuffs, but did not take it off.

Yi Hong was too dangerous for him.

If you want to become a Taoist partner with someone with the status of "Young Master of the Emperor", then his identity, experience and all the secrets will definitely be investigated clearly.

And as a "calligrapher" who has provoked public outrage and been hostile by countless sects...

He couldn't bear the consequences.

Qinan didn't know whether Yihong would choose to support him when his identity was exposed, or choose to give up this troublesome Mahayana casual cultivator; even if Yihong temporarily saved him, he couldn't be sure when the pressure from the outside world When it gets heavier and heavier, is Yi Hong still willing to continue to bear the weight that does not belong to him?

But he is just a powerless casual cultivator, and he has never had a strong backer who can protect him from wind and rain.When his identity was exposed, he simply had no confidence to keep himself.

From a precarious waif to a Mahayana monk today, the only thing he can rely on has always been himself.

He has no willful qualifications.

After all, he and Yu Hong are people from two worlds.One is born with glory and is full of praise; the other is born in a small way and is the enemy of the world.

From the moment he made the Taoist oath in front of the master's grave, he had no room to retreat.

Qinan closed his eyes, stood up from the chair, walked to the window with folded arms and looked out at the prosperous and peaceful world.His fingers on the gray sweater slowly gathered, and finally he firmly grasped the layer of cloth transformed from expensive crystal silk.

He grinned, and muttered to himself as if mocking himself: "Is this a piece of clothing I earned for nothing?"

……

Qinan locked the door in the hotel room while browsing all kinds of knowledge through the optical brain while trying to adapt to the environment of the small world.

Finally, on the seventh day of staying behind closed doors, he managed to accomplish something big.

——He made the hotel cleaner robot mistakenly think that the guest in this room wanted to commit suicide by hunger strike, and attracted the police and medical robots who forcibly broke the door.

"Mr. Pu Yangxing, please extend your left hand to cooperate with the medical robot to check your physical condition." The two-meter-high robot policeman repeated this sentence for the third time with his cold iron face.

Jinan: "..."

Qinan raised his head and stared at the robot policeman for a moment, put his hands in his pockets, and took out a weed that was usually used to practice his hands from the storage bag. With a flash of alchemy in his palm, he tempered it into the shape of a bun.He handed it to the robot policeman, trying to get away with it: "I eat, I don't go on a hunger strike."

The robot policeman was quiet for two seconds, the blue warning light on his chest jumped into red with a "snap", and a large pile of barrels creaked out from under the iron skin of the robot: "Warning, warning, highly toxic and high-energy substances have been detected , Immediately activate the first-level alert—"

The corner of Qinan's mouth twitched, and he calmly took away all the spiritual power and medicinal properties in the wowotou, and then said again: "This is obviously normal food!"

The action of the police robot paused, and the red light in its eyes gradually went out.However, at this moment, the medical robot standing on the side also began to beep the alarm: "Warning, warning, the food contains a high concentration of unknown and highly toxic substances, and the source is unknown..."

The red light that had been half-extinguished by the police robot flicked on again, and more than a dozen black holes pointed at Qinan in unison.

A vein popped up on Qinan's forehead.

This is obviously the same as the steamed buns eaten by mortals in the source world. How fragile are the stomachs of mortals in the small world!

There were several noises from the police robot, and then a serious voice that was obviously a human male sounded from the loudspeaker: "Mr. Pu Yangxing, please explain clearly the origin of the highly toxic substance, otherwise we will take certain coercive measures. "

Jinan: "..."

With no expression on his face, Qinan rolled up the Wowotou, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

The policeman watching this scene through the camera was obviously taken aback by him, and the threatening words stuck in his throat instantly.At this moment, Qinan took the opportunity to kick the police robot away, rushed directly to the window and jumped down, and after diving into the bushes, he used the magic trick of disappearing.

Then he got out of the bushes, went to the food street not far away to buy an ice cream cone, sat on the flower bed by the street, licked the ice cream, and watched the robot policemen messing around.

If it wasn't for Hong Yu's possession of this small world, he wouldn't be able to mess around casually, there would be no need for such trouble.

But now...according to the laws of this small world, his identity as "Puyang Xing" is probably on the blacklist of dangerous people.

Gee.

Qinan bit off half of the ice cream in one bite, narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about the solution.

In fact, when he read the materials these two days, he also learned some programming skills by himself. Given the memory and learning ability of Mahayana monks, he believes that it is not impossible for him to hack into the file system of the police station and delete the records. things.As for the two policemen who saw his face, it would be easier to deal with it. Just two illusions will be fine.

But the problem is that he is not familiar with this world, and it is easy to make mistakes in doing so.

Qinan pondered for two seconds, and thought of a perfect solution.

He took out his usual disguise potion from the storage bag and changed his face, and then dug out a book from the corner of the storage bag, which he threw in at some point, an introduction to basic demon cultivation and transformation. After pondering for a while, he began to use his lame demon cultivating secret technique to raise his height by half a head, and then reluctantly fine-tuned the bone structure of his body.

After finishing, he condensed a water mirror to take a picture.

I saw the person in the mirror with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a high nose and thin lips, and a pair of gray pupils that were unforgettable.If you don't distinguish temperament, just look at facial features and stature, you will be like a swordsman of Yihong.

Qinan stared at it for a moment with a straight face, then dismissed the mirror with satisfaction.

From today on, his name in this world is Wan Qiduan.

He said silently from the bottom of his heart: I'm sorry, Mr. Jian Hong, I have to act urgently, brother, I will borrow your identity for the time being.If you come back in a month, at worst, you will return this identity to you, and I will hack into the population archives and copy and paste a "Wan Qi Xing" out, and then just say that they are twin brothers.

perfect.