Heartthrob, he's always crashing

When the Huolingen boy who was still surrounded outside saw Shen Yanjun, his expression panicked, and he interrupted and shouted: "Zhou Xicheng! If you dare to touch Chu Qinghan, I will directly report to the master's house with a letter!"

"Huh?" The person in charge didn't care what the boy said about his family at all. After seeing the clothes on Shen Yanjun's body, he frowned, and the expression on his face was much better. He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and then looked at Chu Qinghan, "Do you still know people from Jiuquanmen?"

Chu Qinghan raised his head, and when he saw Shen Yanjun, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, more of rejection, "What are you here for?"

"Let me prove it to you." Shen Yanjun forced his way in from the outside. When he got a closer look at the boy, he found that the boy's face was a little less bloody than he remembered. He could still smell a faint fragrance when he got closer. , very similar to the smell that stuck to his neck last night.

Shen Yanjun put one hand lightly on Chu Qinghan's shoulder, looking like two good brothers, "So you risked your life to catch fish last night because of them?"

"En." Chu Qinghan glanced at Shen Yanjunxu's hand on his shoulder, then at the side of the other's face, seeing his gradually rising goosebumps, he suddenly felt a little better.

Shen Yanjun withdrew his hand, his consciousness moved slightly, and a small fish scale appeared in his palm, "This was pulled out when Jingyu was alive, and it can resist the fragrance emitted by Jingyu itself. You just need to compare it with the wound on his body. It can be proved."

"Chu Qinghan gave it to me with his own hands. If you don't believe me, take it to your master. He must have a way to know whose hands this fish scale passed through." After cultivating to a certain level in the world of immortality, it is not difficult to find someone by borrowing something.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people around changed instantly.

"Okay, even if you win this time, but you are friendly with the people from Jiuquanmen, and you seem to be showing Shanmen to me..." Zhou Xicheng stopped entangled in fish when he caught more interesting things.

Shen Yanjun immediately interrupted the other party, "What's wrong with Jiuquanmen? Aren't they all disciples of the Qiuyan sect? My master and your master, those are brothers, belong to the same sect. Disciples from each mountain gate can’t communicate with each other, right? Could it be that you think they are narrow-minded people?”

"I didn't say that." Zhou Xicheng didn't expect the young man opposite him to be so sharp-tongued, and he was speechless on the spot.

Chu Qinghan came out from behind Shen Yanjun and faced Zhou Xicheng, "We will compete again in the trial meeting in three years' time."

"Okay, we will do what we say." The matter has reached a deadlock, Zhou Xicheng readily agreed, and before leaving, he glanced at Shen Yanjun provocatively, "Will you participate?"

Shen Yanjun looked at Zhou Xicheng warily, "You care about me?"

After hearing his answer, Zhou Xicheng laughed twice, waved his hand, and left with his group of people.

Without any hindrance, the Huolingen youth ran over with a pale face, and pushed Shen Yanjun aside, "Brother, do you really want to participate? What can you learn in three years? You will be beaten very badly."

"Yeah." Chu Qinghan's face was indifferent, and he didn't care much at all.

"Why do you..." Huo Linggen's face was full of despair. When Shen Yanjun next to him hadn't left, his face was a little hostile, but he still nodded to him, "Thank you just now, my name is Dou Chiling, and it's Chu Qing." Han friend, can you talk to me?"

Shen Yanjun cupped his hands, and the other party looked at him strangely, which made him a little uneasy, "Just do my best, my name is Shen Yanjun, let's just chat, Master and the others are still waiting for me, I have to leave quickly."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Dou Chiling grabbed him and asked in a low voice, "I just saw that you came running from the outside. Why did you come here when you had already left? Don't tell me what the two mountain gates are, they don't Dare to admit it openly, but everyone knows that the two mountain gates are at odds, and the disciples inside don't communicate with each other, I don't see why you have any reason, it's clearly your own emotions that are at work."

"Ah?" Shen Yanjun was stunned, but the other party's words were like enlightenment to him. The boy blinked, his fair face turned red, and his originally calm eyes were filled with panic, "What are you talking about?!"

As he said that, as if he was becoming angry from embarrassment, he shook off the person's hand and ran away in a hurry.

Dou Chiling's expression was as expected, and when he went to Chu Qinghan to ask him to stay away from Shen Yanjun, the other party had long since disappeared.

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[The task has been completed, reward 10 points]

As Shen Yanjun ran, the temperature on his face slowly dropped.

Why didn't he think of such a good way?

As long as you pretend to have a good impression of Chu Qinghan, you will have an excuse to carry out the tasks sent by the system, and there will be so many people who like Chu Qinghan in the future, wouldn't it be safer for him to be an ordinary cannon fodder mixed in.

When he walked outside, all the people from Jiuquanmen had arrived. Fang Qushui sized him up and said, "Big apprentice, I have a good relationship with the head of Menglimen. I will ask him to make some medicine for you someday." .”

Shen Yanjun: "...Huh?"

What did Du Qiaoqi say? !

After returning to the Jiushan Gate, all the disciples took their own cushions to find their seats and sat down, then began to feel the spiritual power of the outside world.

Entering the Qi training period is the foundation of cultivating immortals. Only after learning to control the spiritual power in the body can one learn other things.

Shen Yanjun did not start to meditate directly, but stood aside with Fang Qushui, and asked his own doubts, "Master, before us, where are the other brothers and sisters in our mountain gate?"

"They all went down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain? Where are you going?"

"Go home, because you are here, and they haven't cultivated to a level that satisfies me, so I directly terminated the master-student relationship with them and let them all go down the mountain. Oh, by the way, half of our mountain gate money They took them away." Fang Qushui didn't feel any burden at all, reached out and patted Shen Yanjun's shoulder, and said with expectation: "You have to work harder, there will be new disciples coming ten years later , if you go out, you can’t even go home.”

Shen Yanjun's mind flashed the mountain top that had been flattened by half, and he didn't know what kind of mood he should use to answer. He held back for a long time, and finally took the cushion and hurriedly found a place, and stepped up to practice.

Time passed extremely fast in the world of cultivating immortals, and three years passed in the blink of an eye, and the Trial Conference that Chu Qinghan mentioned was just around the corner.

At the right time, all the more than 100 people in the entire mountain gate of Jiuquanmen entered the rotation period, and Shen Yanjun even reached the tenth stage of the rotation period, and he was only a step away from the bigu period.

During this period, the system did not assign any tasks to him, which enabled Shen Yanjun to practice and improve himself wholeheartedly. He went back very late every day, but Chu Qinghan could be later than him, sometimes directly for several days in a row. Staying at Lushanmen, completely denying him the chance to communicate.

The book doesn't describe how Chu Qinghan practiced hard, but Shen Yanjun who is in the book now has a deep understanding.

A person with a higher cultivation base can tell at a glance the cultivation base of a lower one than himself, but Shen Yanjun has never seen Chu Qinghan's cultivation base once.

That night, just after Shen Yanjun came back from Jiuquan Gate, he suddenly heard a muffled "bang" at the barrier.

When he looked over, he found that a Tier [-] rabbit had crashed and died outside the barrier.

As the name suggests, the rabbit pig is a spirit beast that looks like a pig and a rabbit. It runs extremely fast, and often crashes to death on a tree because it runs too fast. It is muscular, so it is especially delicious.

Shen Yanjun's eyes lit up immediately after taking the Bigu Pill for a whole month. The young man who had reached the end of his photoperiod walked out of the barrier very confidently, picked up some dry firewood nearby, and put it in together with the spirit beast. Accept the ring, return to the enchantment and take it out again.

Since Du Qiaoqi secretly stuffed a piece of dried meat into him who finished eating Bigu Dan two years ago, he no longer lives on Bigu Dan every day.

Although after eating, turbidity will be formed in the body to affect a little practice, but as long as it is digested with spiritual power, it will be fine.

On the contrary, it can also exercise his control over spiritual power.

Because the sect does not allow it, he has been eating it secretly.

Now even if Chu Qinghan comes back, it will probably take another hour, which is enough for him to deal with it.

Shen Yanjun moved the only remaining chair from the tea shed, processed the rabbit meat briefly, wrapped it with washed leaves and put it aside, then pressed his fingertips to the ground, a green light flashed, and several rabbits appeared on the ground. A small soil bag, and then several vines came out of it, intertwined with each other, and finally became a barbecue grill.

He piled the firewood among the vines, cut the rabbit meat into pieces, threaded them with clean wooden branches along the grain, and put them on the vines. Finally, he lit the firewood and put the oil that was refined on Mo Zhu last time on the On the top of the meat, finally use the spiritual power to control the flame to roast the rabbit pig in all directions.

"Zizi la la..."

Shen Yanjun has a single wood spirit root, which is theoretically incompatible with the fire attribute, but because he wants to eat perfect barbecue, in three years, the young man has cultivated a spiritual power that can be compatible with flames for a short time.

The resulting Tengman also has a certain ability to resist fire.

Soon, the fragrance floated out melodiously. Shen Yanjun freed one hand, and his consciousness moved slightly. A handful of seasonings that he had dried appeared in his hand. With a little force, all the seasonings turned into powder and fell on the meat. Instantly full-bodied and rich.

The edge of the meat skin was roasted and turned up, it was golden yellow, and some places began to burst into lines, which shone attractively under the warm orange light, and the appetite of the people who watched it greatly increased.

He wiped his hands, took out a seed from the ring, and placed it on the ground again. After a few breaths, a small sapling full of light yellow fruits grew out.

In the next moment, the young man seemed to have been pulled hard, his face was pale, but his eyes were shining with fire, he shook his head, quickly picked a few fruits, and with a firm grip, the juice dripped onto the flesh, and burst out again A touch of fragrance, suppressing some of the greasy taste.

"Okay!" Shen Yanjun performed a cleansing technique with the little spiritual power left. After cleaning, he put the meat he had roasted so hard on the big leaves, picked it up and smelled it. The aroma of the condiments mixed together, turned around and put it on the table in the tea shed, and then walked over, holding the chair in one hand, and casting a spell with the other to make Fujiman retract and clean up the scene.

After everything was packed, the young man rolled up his sleeves, picked up a bunch of rabbit meat and just opened his mouth when he saw a flash of blue clothes in the courtyard, and the next moment, Shen Yanjun and Chu Qinghan came face to face.

In three years, Chu Qinghan's face has grown a bit. The thinness caused by malnutrition can hardly be seen on his body now. His face has become more and more delicate. His thick and long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, and his skin is like fat. , His deep eyes quietly looked at the other person's face.

Shen Yanjun's heart beat a little faster, and he swallowed subconsciously, "Have you eaten?"