The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

After Nan Huaimu left there, he searched for his memory and went back to the Demon Sect.

The sect was quite deserted, and many people didn't recognize Nan Huaimu. When they saw her, they asked her for her name and identity. Nan Huaimu ignored those people and went directly into his cave.

She hid many good things in the cave, many of which followed her into reincarnation and were hidden in the spirit of weapons.

Now that she took out her things and sorted them out, she recalled what happened to Xiaoqianshijie again, and she was immediately annoyed and heartbroken, pacing up and down incessantly.

She accidentally kicked something with her toe, she lowered her head, saw a wooden puppet, and picked it up.

A lifelike face was embossed on the small wood carving, which was the appearance of Nan Huaimu, which was given to her by Chun Bao on her birthday.

At that time Nan Huaimu took this little gift, touched the bumps on it, smiled and said to Chunbao: "You are good at using a small knife, if you learn swords from me, you will be very good."

She couldn't remember what Chunbao replied, but she just vaguely remembered Chunbao's rare and proud words, but she was perfunctory.

Later, she fumbled with this little doll every day, but she didn't like it, so she begged Chun Bao to carve her own image and give it to her.

Chunbao refused, so Nan Huaimu had to find wood and a knife by himself, and relying on his usual memory, he carved out the image of Chunbao in his imagination bit by bit.

After she finished carving, Chunbao laughed at her for a few days, Nan Huaimu thought, Chunbao should like that thing very much.

Naturally, such a precious thing cannot be lost.

So Nan Huaimu squatted down, searched for the little doll that looked like a Chunbao, and when he found a small dark brown object, he quickly pulled it out, brushed the dust off it, and put it in his hand to look carefully.

The face above is somewhat blurred, but crooked facial features can be vaguely seen.

Nan Huaimu looked at it for a while, and then laughed too, - the one he carved was not human, the eyes that were raised and lowered clearly turned into a monster.It's really hard for Chunbao not to beat her at that time.

She put the two dolls into a mustard bag and continued to search for memories on the ground.

Suddenly, she looked at her empty wrist.

There should be a string of mahogany bracelets here, Nan Huaimu thought, the bracelets were still leftovers from woodcarved figurines.

She is not good at carving figures, but she is good at carving sword formulas, which is first-class.

And that string of bracelets seemed to be given to Xunyang by her.

The realm of reincarnation is something she has been avoiding to remember. After thinking about it, she kicked the cabinet angrily and got up to go out.

It so happened that at this time, Xue Ziyi got the news and drove flying snakes from outside the door.

Seeing Nan Huaimu's appearance, Xue Ziyi wondered, "Why do you look like this?"

Nan Huaimu rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's nothing."

Seeing that Nan Huaimu's clothes were messed up, dusty, and a corner of his collar was torn away, revealing the white flesh inside, she seemed to be indulging, so she laughed and said, "I must have tasted that."

"What's the taste?" Nan Huaimu asked, "You mean Xunyang?"

Xue Ziyi said: "Yes, in order to get her here, I spent a lot of effort. Although the Shangqing Sect has fallen, there are still powerful people who can sit in the town and catch Xunyang. I have lost two practitioners. Qi Qi's men."

"Two people in the Qi training period can be exchanged for Xunyang, so you've earned it." Nan Huaimu sat by the bed, thinking about it, when he detected Xunyang's cultivation level before, Xunyang was just mere The realm of alchemy.

The former Xunyang was only one step away from being a true immortal, no matter how decadent he was, he shouldn't have fallen to this point.

What's more, in the past few lives, Xun Yang has been practicing reincarnation with himself.

After experiencing the test of reincarnation, it is really strange to become a low-level monk who is not as good as Nascent Soul.

Nan Huaimu then asked Xue Ziyi: "Over the years, have you heard any news from Xunyang?"

"That's not true." Xue Ziyi flicked the tail of the snake on her wrist, thought for a while and said, "She has been in seclusion for a long time, and she left the seclusion a few years ago, but her cultivation has not changed, and her golden core is still broken."

Nan Huaimu paused: "When did you say she broke the golden core?"

Xue Ziyi glanced at Nan Huaimu and said, "How could I know this?"

Nan Huaimu touched his wrist and said, "If you know... forget it, I don't want to know anything about her either."

Xue Ziyi smiled: "It's still about the same."

The two chatted a few more words, Nan Huaimu said that he still had things to deal with, and Xue Ziyi was not easy to disturb, so he left.

Nan Huaimu said that what he had to deal with was naturally to take back the bracelet.

She walked on the mountain, and when she reached the gate of Qinglong Mountain, she met a boy, talked with him, and asked to meet Xunyang by name.

The Taoist boy in front of the door hurriedly pulled her away, and said, "You are the cook that Daozu found, I have been waiting for you for a long time, come quickly." He said while pulling Nan Huaimu towards the inner door. go.

Nan Huaimu followed for a while before realizing that he was recognized as a cook.She thought it was funny, but suddenly her expression became serious. Could it be that she looks like a cook?

Dao Tong pulled her to the door of the kitchen and said, "The Dao ancestor has been very ill recently, and he caught the wind and cold yesterday. Now he can only eat some light food. You can make some porridge with wild vegetables."

Nan Huaimu glanced at the appearance inside, and asked: "A person who can be a Taoist ancestor, why can't he stop his desire for tongue?"

Dao Tong tapped her shoulder and said accusingly, "Why do you say that, what is the desire for tongue, Dao ancestor broke his cultivation base in order to resist the evil way, so he has to rely on grains and miscellaneous grains for a while."

Nan Huaimu sneered, she was already sure that this Taoist ancestor was Xunyang.

She thought that Xunyang would keep herself safe, but from what Daotong said, it turned out that Xunyang was also the one who caused her down that day.

Maybe it was just like this, and when they met some magical spirits around them, they made the two of them enter the reincarnation together, which became a disgusting thing that could not be laughed at.

Nan Huaimu was in a bad mood and walked into the kitchen.

She has been to Qinglong Mountain's kitchen many times, most of them secretly at night.At that time, she had not yet entered Bigu, and her rations were deducted by her senior sisters, so she could only come at night to find something to eat.

Fortunately, there are always some steamed buns with vegetables left on the table, which is very good for those who practice Taoism.

She walked towards the table, and saw a stack of plates on top, with several holes and cracks, quietly stacked on the table.There are strings of peppers hanging on the side, which really doesn't have the temperament of some Xiuxian sects.

Nan Huaimu felt a little sentimental.

She lifted the lid of the cauldron and saw a pot of wild vegetable soup cooking inside. The pot and the soup were already cold, Nan Huaimu picked a wild vegetable and swallowed it without hesitation.

This dish is very similar to Chun Bao's.

In their past lives, the two of them lived a poor life, and rarely went to the city to eat good food. Most of the time they went to the back mountains to find some wild grass and vegetables, and among those wild foods, Chunbao's favorite was shepherd's purse.

Nan Huaimu swept the kitchen once, and saw a roasted and rotten white chicken, and immediately flew into a rage, thinking that there seemed to be something different in the kitchen, and the shadow of Chun Bao was everywhere.

She took half a bowl of millet and put it into the pot, mixed the shepherd's purse with paste, and after cooking the vegetable porridge, she took it to Xunyang's cave.

It's just that she went into the mountain to search, but she couldn't find the cave.

Then she ran to the inner door again, caught a little Taoist boy and questioned him.

Xiao Daotong said: "Patriarch Dao has long since lost his cave, and now lives in a big house in the inner courtyard."

Nan Huaimu felt strange, so he ran to the inner courtyard.

When standing in front of the big house, she looked at the rice bowl in her hand, and thought of her eager look just now, as if she was worried that someone would be hungry.No matter how you think about it, it's not normal.

Really spineless and no ambition.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but the rice bowl filled with porridge seemed to be stuck to her hands, and she couldn't shake it off no matter what.

Nan Huai was so envious that he was about to vomit blood, and he took a few steps towards the outside of the mountain with his job bowl in hand, when a thought suddenly came to his mind.

She took out a weapon spirit, changed her appearance, and turned into a slave girl in purple linen, and then attached her hand to the door again. ——She wanted to see what Xun Yang would do in front of strangers.

Nan Huaimu pushed the door open and entered, a strong wind blew in from outside, a few coughs came from inside the curtain, followed by Xun Yang's voice, letting her in.

She walked into the curtain as she said, and smelled the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and saw the blood-stained handkerchief on the table. She was shocked, but she was disdainful, wishing that this person would die soon.

She put the porridge on the head of the bed, Xun Yang thanked her, picked it up and took a sip.

Nan Huaimu said sarcastically: "The Taoist ancestor is honorable, why should I say thank you?"

Xun Yang glanced at her and asked, "Who are you?"

Nan Huaimu said, "The new cook."

"It's hard work." Xun Yang moved the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "There is no need to make this porridge in the future, let's make something else."

Nan Huaimu was puzzled: "Why?"

Xun Yang stirred the porridge with a spoon for a while, took another bite, and after a while, he said, "It tastes a bit like that made by my little apprentice."

Nan Huaimu was disgusted when he heard this, and felt that Xunyang was really a showoff.If ordinary people heard these words, they would probably be moved by her frail appearance and would come forward to comfort her.

She suppressed her anger and wanted to curse, but when the words came to her lips, she abruptly said, "You... have eaten the porridge made by your apprentice?"

After asking, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Nan Huaimu just remembered that when she was in Qinglong Mountain, she couldn't even satisfy her own food and clothing, so how could she have time to cook porridge.

When she ate this wild vegetable for the first time, it was with Chun Bao.

How could Xunyang know the taste of the porridge she only made for Chunbao?

Nan Huaimu thought of a possibility, and suddenly became furious, she took out a small sword and pressed it against Xunyang's neck, and said coldly: "You also stole Chunbao's memory, how could you Such a vicious person."

Xun Yang was pressed on the bed, understood this sentence over and over twice, and finally showed a smile that he couldn't see clearly.

She said, "Yes."