Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

Lu Jia didn't care much about Xiaotong, but he didn't dare to show it so openly.After all, Xiaotong is still the master, Fu Qiaoyin is very indifferent to him now, maybe one day he will be nice to Xiaotong again on a sudden whim, at that time, no matter whether Xiaotong complains to Fu Qiaoyin or not, he will not escape punishment, if Fu Qiaoyin thinks about it for many years His master-servant relationship is not bad, maybe he was just punished.But if not, it is possible to be directly abolished spiritual roots.

And Lu Jia has been with Fu Qiaoyin for so many years, of course he knows exactly what kind of person Fu Qiaoyin is.

The most important thing is that he still can't treat Xiaotong well. If he treats Xiaotong well, Fu Qiaoyin may lose his temper again. It's not whether he will be punished in the future. penalty.

Hehe, if he had the ability, he would have stopped serving this kind of master a long time ago, and he would serve whoever wants to.

"The little master is here, it's here." When his mind was wandering, Lu Jia had already brought the boy to the room he had just thought of. He turned around and bowed his body with a smile on his face, and reminded the boy before opening the door: " This house may be a bit messy, but...you also know that the yard is only so small, and it is still empty here, so I can only feel wronged and wronged, little master."

"It doesn't matter." Xiaotong said, in his perception, if the house is dirty, he only needs to clean it up, and it is also a house, much better than the cave that Dad randomly found before.

Xiaotong's answer made Lu Jia nodded in satisfaction. He waited for Xiaotong's words, and immediately straightened up and opened the door after hearing what Xiaotong said. The dust in the room rushed towards him.Lu Jia had already prepared to step aside, and only Xiao Tong was coughing non-stop due to the dust.

"Little master! Are you okay?" Lu Jia called out pretendingly.

"...no...cough cough, something."

After the dust cleared, the boy's cough barely stopped, and he waved his hands a few more times, squinting his eyes and looking into the room.

The house is dirty or messy, the roof is full of cobwebs, the dust on the ground is several layers high, and firewood is piled up in the corners, only a small crumbling bed by the window can barely see After all, this is a place to live.The little boy swallowed, he walked to the side of the bed and stretched out his hand to shake it, the corner of the bed immediately creaked and squeaked cheerfully, as if it was about to fall apart in a second.

"I'm really sorry, if the little master thinks he can't stay here, then the slave will take the little master to another room, but it's... a little far away from the master."

Hearing what Lu Jia said, Xiao Tong naturally quit. He shook his head heavily, and hurriedly said to Lu Jia: "This room is fine! Clean it up and I can live in it!"

As if to prove his words, he pinched the clear water curse that his father had cast before. This thing is not very useful. The talent is extraordinary, and now he has just entered the stage of Qi refining. Now, in order to get closer to his beautiful master, he forcibly summoned a small stream of clear water.

"That's great, I'll help the little master clean it up too." Lu Jia said with a smile behind the little boy's back, but his face was contorted because of jealousy. Now he understood why Fu Qiaoyin was so displeased with the little boy. Get close, if it were him, he wouldn't be happy, how old is this kid?Entered the refining period?Is it a joke or something that I have been so close to 30 years?After thinking about it, he felt unwilling, and asked the little boy, "Little master, let me ask you a question, what kind of spiritual root and cultivation level do you have?"

"Fire spirit root refines one layer of Qi." The little boy said crisply, he finally found a rag and soaked it in water, and now he was wiping the bed carefully, after he said this, he remembered his father's introduction of his cultivation level before I always like to add age when I write, I guess the master will like it too?After thinking about it, Xiaotong added: "I'm only three and a half years old! Will Master like me? Will he be happy because of my high talent?"

"...Yes, I will, master is very happy, the little master has such a high cultivation base, it will give him face!" How is it possible.

Lu Jia sneered a few times in his heart. At the beginning, he was still thinking about his position and didn't dare to bully Xiao Tong too hard. Now it seems that those things were completely overthinking. Xiao Tong's talent was brought by the head himself. After coming back, it would be impossible for Fu Qiaoyin to have a slight liking for the little boy. After all, everyone here knows that Fu Qiaoyin is naturally jealous, and anyone who is more talented than him and cultivates faster will be punished by him openly and secretly. over and over.

Although Fu Qiaoyin's spiritual roots may not necessarily be disciples of outer sects in other sects, but how can they be a small sect?All three spirit roots are good.

"It suddenly occurred to me that it was almost noon, little master, you haven't bigu yet, have you? You haven't received the New Year's Day this time, and the master doesn't have any extra bigu pills to share with you... How about this, I'll share mine with you You, it’s just that you need to do it yourself next time, and I don’t have many of my own.” Lu Jia said with a hint of embarrassment, his words were of course false, and anyone who went out could tell him what he said. After all, in their sect, Fu Qiaoyin can get the pill whenever he wants, even if he got a year of Bigu Dan today and another year tomorrow, no one said anything to him.

It's just that such a lie that can be easily dismantled is enough for Xiaotong. Seeing that Lu Jia was so embarrassed, he quickly waved his hands and said that he didn't want his Bigu Pill, and he just picked some fruits and got something to eat every day.

Lu Jia was naturally very happy to hear what he said. He originally planned to let the boy cook food himself - their sect is poor, and they don't have any extra money to buy spirit plants and beast meat for their disciples to eat. Even if it is Fu Qiaoyin, Occasionally, if you want to eat something, you can only eat the kind of food full of impurities that ordinary people eat.Those foods are naturally not good for cultivation, and in addition to their low talent, it is terribly difficult to advance to one level, and no one wants to make food by themselves.

"Well! I'll just make my own food!" Xiao Tong nodded his head twice again. Naturally, he doesn't have to embarrass Lu Jia and the others about food. He himself has a void ring that his father gave him, and there are many of these in it. There are several bottles of foundation building pills that small sects can't afford for the things that are needed when starting to practice, not to mention bigu pills that can be seen everywhere.

The only troublesome thing is that his father only left him a bottle of Bigu Dan outside, this bottle can only be used for a year at most, and all the others are in the ring, and the ring can only be opened after he has refined Qi to the fifth level , This is the restriction that his father imposed on him, in order to let him calm down and practice the exercises solidly, and don't always think about taking shortcuts.

It is impossible for Xiaotong to tell other people about this kind of thing. Although he is young, he also vaguely knows the truth of keeping money from being leaked because he is with an unreliable father. It is not a matter of fate, but I feel that if I behave pitifully, maybe my master will treat me better.

Maybe she will take him out of this small room and sleep with her.

After stabilizing Xiao Tong, Lu Jia explained a few more words before leaving with a random excuse, leaving Xiao Tong to clean the dusty room by himself.

No matter how talented you are, no matter how early you practice, your age is still there. By the time the little boy can barely tidy up that part of the bed and live in it, the moon is already hanging high in the sky. Rubbing his empty stomach, The little boy pursed his lips aggrievedly, of course he can't take a bigu pill now, what if Fu Qiaoyin wants to see him later?What if Master sees him as spiritual?Will Master dislike him in this way?

Thinking of this, Xiaotong still gave up the temptation of Bigu Pill. He slowly climbed onto the bed and sat down. He closed his eyes and began to meditate solemnly. Does he look like he will praise himself or something.