[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist wants to kill me

This time down the mountain to choose, Zhu Wen was extremely unhappy.Thinking that his Kuntian Sect is also one of the most famous and decent sects, it is not a matter of calling for one or two disciples with spiritual roots, but Ling Dairong thinks this is a good idea, and after greeting the elders, he calls I found a few disciples, and took him down the mountain together, saying that if you can't find a disciple, you can use it as a practice, and you can't do anything if you stay on the top of the mountain anyway.

When Ling Dairong said that, the long sword in his hand shone coldly, Zhu Wen and several fellow disciples shrank their necks and nodded.

There is no way to refute under the power, so they hang up their cards and go down the mountain, traveling all the way, hunting in the deep mountains and wild forests when they are interested, and go to the mortal town to eat and drink when they are tired, without the appearance of cultivators.

The disciples in the same company were all daring to be angry with Ling Dairong. They followed Ling Dairong with some resentment before, but then they simply dropped everything and ate and drank carelessly. The group of people got carried away with playing, and only Zhu Wen frowned deeply. Wrinkled, picking out the jade cards every night, counting which juniors above have not finished their tasks.

Regarding this, Ling Dairong said earnestly, "Junior Brother, it's easy for you to age prematurely like this."

Zhu Wen didn't take it seriously, he was not an ordinary person, how could he have gray hair due to overwork, so he didn't take Ling Dairong's words to heart, and still went his own way. More than ten years later, he sat on the head of the sect, stroking his white beard to see Ling Dairong, who was green and tender, couldn't help feeling sad and heartbroken.

The closer the return day was, the worse Zhu Wen's mood became. At the end of the day, Ling Dairong came back with his juniors wandering around, and Zhu Wen talked about choosing.

After hearing this, Ling Dairong was very straightforward, holding up the good wine he got, he waved his sleeves and said, just find two people to do business, you and I don't really accept disciples.

The same door nodded in agreement.

As soon as Zhu Wen raised his eyes, he slapped the table and stood up to drink. How can it be trivial to choose such an important matter.

Ling Dairong only gave Zhu Wen a look, picked up the wine jar and left.

The rest of the people stepped forward one after another, gave Zhu Wen a self-seeking look, hooked their shoulders and went out again.

In the next few days, Ling Dairong didn't care about anything. He took the initiative and enthusiastically started to choose the matter with Zhu Wen. The group of them traveled from one village to another. Zhu Wen rolled up his sleeves and personally tested the spiritual roots of the children. Ling Dairong always stopped. A sword waiter held a long sword and said nothing, and it was hard for Zhu Wen who started it.

The junior brother said that Senior Sister Ling was giving him small shoes to wear.

Zhu Wen smiled wryly while holding the spirit weapon for testing the spirit root, and immediately changed villages non-stop after the test, faintly angry with Ling Dairong.The whole group of them seemed to have bumped into each other. They hadn't seen a child with spiritual roots for a few days, and occasionally saw a child with five spiritual roots.

After being dragged to the foot of Qingluo Mountain like this, Ling Dairong was also tossed and lost his temper, threatening to return to the Kuntian School after this trip, she really didn't want to be with this stupid idiot, who was strict in handling things and very determined.

As soon as they arrived at the meeting, a mortal welcomed them warmly, and Ling Dairong was not polite, so the guests entered Lin's mansion and picked up the fragrant tea presented by the servants.

Ling Dairong only took a sip and put it down. Lin Zhenghao saw it and asked quickly, "But it's not to my liking. I specially sent someone to decoct this tea from the secluded pool of Qingluo Mountain. The tea is pre-rain tea. The leaves are thin and fragrant. Excellent tea."

Ling Dairong didn't answer. Although Lin Zhenghao knew a little about cultivating immortals, he still didn't know much about it. No matter how refined and expensive the Yuqian tea is, it can't compare to the weeds grown in the spiritual field. The biggest difference is whether it has spiritual energy or not.

But it is strange that she can drink spiritual tea in this place.Ling Dairong's face did not slow down, but his brows were slightly loosened, "You have a heart."

Lin Zhenghao was overjoyed when he heard the words, and was about to tell what was entrusted to him. Seeing Zhu Wen's expression was displeased, he quickly swallowed what he said. After all, he had seen a lot of things in the world, so he knew it was not the time to talk, so he asked cautiously, " Immortals need to rest."

Ling Dairong glanced at Zhu Wen, and nodded in the other's critical eyes.

At night, Lin Run returned to Qinxiangyuan along the old road. As soon as he stepped into the threshold, Fang Niang grabbed his arm and cried out in pain, "Mother, please be gentle, I am in pain."

"Going out for so long again." Fang Niang didn't use heavy hands at first, but when she heard Lin Run's call, she let go of her hands, and instead held Lin Run into the house.

Lin Run was very happy this day. As soon as he sat down, he stood up and ran to Fangniang, put his arms around Fangniang's waist and smiled, "The immortal promised me."

"What did you promise?" Fang Niang asked him.

"The fairy taught me spells." Lin Run wanted to continue, but Fang Niang interrupted him, "Today, the fairy came to the house."

Lin Run was a little dumbfounded.

"It was your father who greeted them in person. These are real immortals. Everyone outside has seen them. They flew down from the sky. They are all very good-looking, wearing white clothes and carrying swords on their backs."

Lin Run was not happy to hear this, and shouted, "It must not be as good-looking as my fairy."

"What is your fairy?" Fang Niang poked Lin Run's forehead with her finger, then brushed off the dust on Lin Run's body, and said earnestly, "Just now, my wife told you that you are not allowed to go out tomorrow. The fairy wants to test your fairy roots. If she wins..." Fang Niang was suddenly confused, if she got Run'er, she would not be able to be a high-ranking official, and she couldn't expect to stand out from the crowd with pride, but if Run'er got hit, the wife and master would have to look at her with admiration. Not also become.

Lin Run didn't know what Fangniang was thinking, when he heard that he was going to go with someone else, he turned and ran away from Fangniang, and said angrily across a table, "I won't go, I want to learn the Fa from the immortal, the immortal said Yes, as long as I can draw Qi into my body before spring begins, I will be able to follow the immortal for the rest of my life."

Fang Niang stared and said, "No, you have to go tomorrow."

Lin Run just made a grimace, and hurried out, "I won't eat tonight, I ate at the fairy's."

"Run'er..." Fangniang wanted to tell Lin Run a few more words, but Lin Run had already run out of the yard, and she couldn't find anyone.

"Don't go to the courtyard, the immortal is still there."

Lin Run, who ran far away, naturally couldn't hear it, even if he heard it, he still had to go and see, to see the difference between this group of immortals from outside and his own immortals.

He ran out of the courtyard, climbed up the rockery with ease, and scanned the entire courtyard from this height. The back garden of the Lin Mansion was quite poetic, with pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, flowers falling and flowing water. Although it is winter, the plantains in the corner It was still green and full of vitality, that's where Lin Run saw Ling Dairong and his party.

Because of the distance, Lin Run didn't see Ling Dairong and his party clearly, but only took a rough look at them from a distance.

Ling Dai Rongzheng was arguing with Zhu Wen, regardless of whether it was in the back garden of someone else's house, and the quarrel with Zhu Wen was heard by the next door. Several disciples went out to try to persuade the quarrel, and finally Zhu Wen left in anger.

"It's not that bad, it's not as good-looking as my fairy." Lin Run muttered a few words, climbed down from the rockery, and met Lin Zi who was wandering here.

"Brother Run." Lin Zi was only four years old, and he was still at the age of not being able to recognize people. He smiled when he saw everyone. The nanny and maid who followed him saw that Lin Run had climbed down from the top, and they didn't have a good face. Zi stood silent.

"Brother Zi." Lin Run still likes this younger brother who smiles at him, but there are other people around him, and he is trying to put on his own face, so he said hello and planned to slip away.

"Brother Run..." Seeing that Lin Run was about to leave, Lin Zi burst into tears, the nanny's expression changed with fright, and she hurriedly coaxed her, but Lin Zi cried more and more vigorously, full of anger The whole back garden.

"Nurse Zhang, let's go back quickly." The servant girl said anxiously, "Madam said that the immortal is here, so don't disturb the immortal."

"That's right." The nanny wiped off her sweat, and regardless of Lin Ziqing's reluctance, she hurried away with her in her arms.

Lin Zi didn't know why, so he turned around and stretched out his hand to call Lin Run, "Brother Run..."

"See you next time." Lin Run shook his hand, and sent Lin Zi away in a strange shape. Seeing that Lin Zi and his party had completely disappeared, his face became lonely, and his eyes were still sad.

He is a bit like a fairy.

"Why don't you go with him?" someone asked.

"My brother was born to my wife, and my wife doesn't like me being stubborn with my brother." After Lin Run finished speaking, he realized that the man in white clothes with long swords seemed to be the group of immortals in the town that his mother had said, and he immediately became alert.

Zhu Wen didn't see the vigilance on Lin Run's face, but just lamented that ordinary people's family affairs are hard to remember, thinking that he is in the Kuntian School, brothers and friends are respectful among the same sect, and the master is kind, how can there be so many nasty things, he saw Lin Run's face turned yellow , anticipating that life would be difficult, his heart softened, and he asked, "Would you like to follow me."

Lin Run immediately took three steps back, feeling nervous while touching the rockery.

Seeing Lin Run's flustered appearance, Zhu Wen thought that the other party had misunderstood, and explained with a smile, "Don't panic, I am a disciple of the Kuntian School. This time I went down the mountain to choose something, to lead people into the immortal way, and to cultivate immortality and live forever." After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Lin Run would not believe him, so he performed a small spell to show Lin Run.

"Look."

Lin Run was not surprised by this, he had seen such small spells in Gu Bai's, and he refused to leave after meeting, just because he was afraid of Zhu Wen's anger.

After casting the spell, Zhu Wen took out the spiritual weapon and said in a warm voice, "Stretch out your hand." Seeing that Lin Run didn't stretch out, he explained again, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just test the spiritual root for you."

spiritual root.Lin Run remembered Gu Bai's words, the immortal said that if he did not have spiritual roots, he would not be able to cultivate immortality, if he had spiritual roots with the immortal, would the immortal not abandon him.

Thinking of this, Lin Run stretched out his hand hesitantly, and lightly pressed it on the jade document.

A burst of soft light came on, followed by Zhu Wen's slightly excited voice, "Shuanglinggen, good."

Lin Run was very happy when he heard this, and thought while squeezing the hand that touched the jade document, now the immortal has no reason to reject him.

How could Zhu Wen hold his hand, "Follow me to see your father, we will set off tomorrow."

The author has something to say: If there is no Gu Bai, Lin Run should return to the Kuntian School with Zhu Wen, and then follow the content of the original book.