Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

But think about it, what good things can a child in the Qi refining period have in his hands?Even if his fatty younger brother's sect may really be a fairly large sect, he is lucky, it is impossible for him to come up with any good things if he is a direct disciple of the head of the sect or something like that.

After all, he only has the third level of Qi Refining. With this kind of cultivation, except for the rich and powerful sects of the Lanshan School, no one will wear such a good magic weapon for his disciples. Of course, the disciples of the Qi Refining Stage of the Lanshan School There are not many good magic tools - the disciples of the outer sect are not treated so well, and the arrogance of the inner sect will not stay in the Qi refining period for long.

It's just that this kind of disdain can't be expressed yet...

As if frightened, Fu Qiaoyin backed away again and again. He looked at the magic weapon in the fat man's hand with horror, and there was a hint of jealousy in it. His expression was very useful in the fat man's eyes, and he could see it at first. The somewhat basic sword style became fancy.

Flashy.

What's more, this fat man doesn't look like Hua.

If this is a handsome young man wielding this sword technique, maybe Fu Qiaoyin would still be pleasing to the eyes because of that figure, but now he is a fat man with a full face, basically a meat ball... Withdrawing his gaze, Fu Qiaoyin lowered his head, I feel that it is better not to pollute my eyes any more.

He didn't care at all why he was thinking about a boy instead of a girl. Fu Qiaoyin struggled to avoid the fat man's swordsmanship, and staggered and fell to the ground. I don't know if it was a coincidence that Fu Qiaoyin just rolled into the flowerbed , After rolling back and forth a few times like this, a lot of petals fell from Fu Qiaoyin's body, he gritted his teeth and stood up, the hair that was tied up on his head was also slightly messy, looking very embarrassed.

"Don't deceive people too much! Why should I give you what the master gave me!" Fu Qiaoyin stomped his feet and shouted. He had considered such a silly and sweet posture for a long time on the way here before deciding on it. Yes, but originally he also set the image of a gentle and generous brother, and immediately suppressed another possibility in his stomach after seeing the fat man's face.

What a joke, how can he make himself look like a good brother looking at a lump of meat?

Fu Qiaoyin's jealousy and shamelessness are like family traditions. His fat brother will be jealous because of a storage ring and do things that force others to be magic weapons. His beautiful mother is not much better that day. go.

Isn't it a good example to see that she hasn't said anything to stop the fat man?I guess I'm still waiting for the fat man to completely take away my storage ring before standing up and saying a few beautiful words, pretending that I just thought they were just joking, and didn't expect that my youngest son really wanted to take it away. Treasure or something.

Then he really has no reason to act according to his mother's will.

"I heard that my mother was living a good life, and I was a little bit lucky, so I specially asked the master to give the medicine to my mother, but I didn't expect to raise such a vicious person over the years, who has nothing to do with killing people and seizing treasures." Take it for granted, but mother, you indulge him in every possible way, but you dislike me so much... Forget it, why do I still think that my family love is still alive after entering the immortal way?" Fu Qiaoyin took these words to Zhu Chen In front of, in front of Qingfang, in front of Baimeng, or in front of any monk above foundation establishment, people will be regarded as fools.

Since you are greedy for family affection in the mortal world, why do you need to cultivate immortality?This is not asking for trouble.

What's more, people who are greedy for the world are fundamentally unable to build a foundation. They are not in a state of mind and cannot completely break away from the world. Such people are generally in the sect, and their masters will still die when they are young. persuaded them away.

In this way, returning to the human society, those people may still be able to do something, or become rich merchants, or become soldiers, or become high-ranking officials. After all, they also have the cultivation level of the qi refining period, right?

Of course, Fu Qiaoyin himself felt that he was asking for trouble if he continued to meditate on mortal affairs after entering the way of cultivating immortals, but the people in front of him didn't think so!One of them is a mortal and the other is a child who has just touched the threshold of the way of cultivating immortals. Neither of them can be regarded as having formally entered the way of cultivating immortals, and the other maids and attendants have nothing to do with the way of cultivating immortals. Fu Qiaoyin even I also saw a maid whose eyes were red after hearing what he said, and even looked at the fierce fat man with chills.

... So the face is more important.

Withdrawing her sense of looking around, Fu Qiaoyin saw that the fat man in front of her had no intention of stopping, so she turned sideways again to avoid the blow and fell to the ground. At the same time, he pinched her thigh without any trace. After a while, he forced a few tears to roll in his eyes.

"Enough, stop." Li Shi in the gazebo finally spoke. She glared at the fat man reproachfully, and said, "You can just mean it, Yinger, what did we say before? If you want to discuss with your brother, you can do it." But this should be done in moderation, you have already practiced the way of the sword, and the killing power can be followed by cats and dogs? Apologize to your brother soon."

"Yes, mother." Li Ying replied reluctantly, he took back his magic weapon, and walked back to the gazebo, while Fu Qiaoyin, who was still on the ground during the whole process, watched silently. Looking at Li Ying's back, looking at his fat body that trembled every step he took, he was speechless for a long time.

Coincidentally, Li Ying is a swordsman like himself.

Thinking of his negligible sword energy, Fu Qiaoyin felt that it was better not to say anything about it. That thing could still fool disciples in the Qi refining stage, but as long as the sword energy of a disciple above the Foundation Establishment stage matched his sword Qi can easily disperse his sword energy.

Who made him learn to be a showman?

Young idler, an old beggar.Fu Qiaoyin really understood the meaning of this sentence this time.

He was still thinking about what to say in the future to maintain his silly, sweet image, but the pain in his lower abdomen made his face turn pale, and the instant pain caused cold sweat to overflow his forehead.

This is not right.

Fu Qiaoyin's intuition told him this way, he stood up with the pain, but his expression was bearable, but his expression would not change. Fu Qiaoyin's frail appearance, as if he would faint at any time, seemed to Li Shi to be himself. This eldest son was useless at all, he was a bitch, and his little face turned pale after a little fright.

So what kind of immortal is he cultivating?Obediently, how good it is for her to earn money. Such a body looks like a novelty in the eyes of high officials and nobles. In this way, she doesn't need to marry that lustful and savage man from the Li family. She can make a fortune by herself .

Fortunately, her youngest son is caring and handsome. Although he is a little fatter, doesn't that mean that being fat is a blessing?what is the relationship.

"Look, you scared Qiao Yin, why are you so careless." Li Shi patted Li Ying's arm twice, and the fat body trembled when she patted it. She still felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so she stretched out her hand again. He pinched his arm and it was over. His youngest son was sensible, and he wouldn't answer no matter how much he reprimanded him.The dissatisfaction with Fu Qiaoyin magnified infinitely. At this time, Li Shi didn't think about the fact that Li Ying didn't bring her the elixir when he came back, so he summoned a maid and asked her to send Fu Qiaoyin back to the guest room, and then find a doctor come and see.

It was a coincidence that the maid called by Li Shi was named Mei Er, who happened to be the maid who was red-eyed by Fu Qiaoyin's pretend just now, and she was delighted when she heard that Madam asked her to serve the eldest son. She touched her face, hurriedly saluted Mrs. Li, and trotted all the way towards Fu Qiaoyin.

Li Shi is satisfied, Fu Qiaoyin is satisfied, Mei Er is satisfied, but Li Ying is not satisfied. He has long been eyeing this cute and cute little maid, but this maid has been following his mother, so he can't find her. Opportunity to start.More than half of the reason for coming back this time is because of this servant girl, and just before Fu Qiaoyin came into the yard, he just asked Li Shi to bring Meier here, and he was still thinking about how charming the night would be, but he didn't expect this maid to come in this moment Not as good as his elder brother snatched away the little maid whom he had been thinking about for so many years.

Under this malice, Li Ying's words also contained a trace of irony. He pulled the pile of meat and made a malicious smile, and said to Li Shi: "Mother, change a maid, this maid looks He looks good, what if he accidentally gets taken advantage of by his brother?"

This kind of obviously insulting words made Fu Qiaoyin's face black, but before he could speak, the little maid who supported him glared at Li Ying: "You spitting blood!"

"Oh, that's really me spitting blood. You really want to crawl on your brother's bed. Think about it, you, I'm the son of the Li family, and I won't have any good results following that trash." Li Ying said, his kind The good-for-nothing who was sent to the sect to be someone else's younger brother since he was a child finally caught the opportunity to call others a good-for-nothing, and raised his eyebrows, but Fu Qiaoyin raised an eyebrow, silent, as if acquiescing same.

Trash... That's right, he is indeed trash, compared to those Tianjiao.

But how could this come from Li Ying?

Fu Qiaoyin opened his mouth, just about to feel distressed, but the colic in his stomach forced him to swallow his words back. Meier felt his heart ache again, and he forcibly suppressed his desire to talk to Li Ying. With a bit of theory, he bowed to Mrs. Li and led Fu Qiaoyin out of the yard slowly, and walked towards the guest room.

Staring at the backs of Fu Qiaoyin and Meier, the viciousness in Li Ying's eyes was so similar to his mother's. If Fu Qiaoyin could see it, he would probably sigh a little more. This kind of jealousy is indeed inherited from the family.

Just like the inheritance of blood, it can't be erased no matter what.