Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

Looking at the expressions of these two people, there is still something that the senior sister doesn't understand.She raised her hand and pulled Shao Zongyan's collar to make him lower his body. She slowly brought her lips to his ear and asked in a low voice: "Junior brother, when you first learned the method of dual cultivation, what you cultivated should be to harvest yin and supplement yang." Isn't it the skill of Nei Mei Yao Chong?"

Why does senior sister feel that your direction of applying what you have learned is reversed?

Daoist Shao thought back to the few little yellow rabbits he had stayed up all night to study, and the performance of crying and throwing himself down when he was bitten that day, and he also felt that he had lost his teacher's style, but it was done, and it would be too late to regret it again.

Let's do it next time, next time he will definitely do a pose that Brother Yan doesn't know, and it will also show their background of Xuan Lianzong!

Shao Zongyan rolled his eyes, coughed lightly, stood up and said with a serious face: "Don't mention this, senior sister, are you willing to let me cut off your luck?"

Le Yan immediately understood everything, she lay back on the chair exhausted, looked at him lovingly, and sighed: "Forget it, I don't care about these things, I didn't take care of you back then. Junior brother, cut it off, don't worry about it." Whether he can make it, I can't let you come to see me die in front of your eyes."

"Well, senior sister, don't worry." Shao Zongyan let go of Le Yan's withered hand, put the machete on his waist, and looked at Yan Hanjiang for help: "Brother Yan, how should I chop?"

"Cut to the golden thread of luck tied to her body." The pale golden master of luck will kill. If Le Yan hadn't chosen this path by herself, she would definitely become a master of martial arts, and if she stepped into the fairyland, she would also kill all the way.After cutting off these luck, her martial arts path will no longer be as smooth as it used to be.

However, Le Yan herself doesn't like martial arts very much. This talent has been wasted, and it is not a pity to lose it.

Shao Zongyan raised the knife calmly, with his right arm hanging steadily in the air, the tip of the knife approached the golden thread outside Le Yan's body inch by inch.The tip of the knife is everywhere, there is no need for him to cut off the golden thread, there is a suction force to suck Le Yan's luck to the chopping knife.Those golden threads entered the back of the knife and condensed into strips of red thread that wrapped around the blade. The shape of the chopping knife has not changed, but it is much heavier than before. Sharp and murderous.

The last golden thread was cut off, and those mysterious and frightening existences disappeared from Shao Zongyan's eyes one after another. Le Yan also felt a lot more relaxed, and stood up slowly while pressing the soft side, facing Shao Zongyan showed a bright smile.

It was as if time went back ten years ago, and she was still as bright and vivid as the young and beloved female disciple of the small sect in the remote mountain.

She smiled and said: "Thank you, Junior Brother, but the Wang family is a bit messy and not suitable for receiving guests, so I won't keep you any longer. I plan to go back to the mountains after I have dealt with the matter here. If you have time to go back, Maybe we can meet again in the old palace of the sect in the future."

Shao Zongyan put away the scimitar and bowed, nodded and said: "We are here to see the senior sister. Since the problem of the senior sister's luck has been solved, there is no need to keep it. I still have some newly refined elixirs in my hand. Would you like How many pills do you keep?"

Le Yan shook her head and said with a smile: "I am your senior sister, how can I ask for things from your children's house. By the way, I also know where some senior brothers are staying. I will write down the addresses for you. You are the only one among our senior brothers." I have been living in no fixed place...it's a pity that we can't help you."

Shao Zongyan handed over the pen and paper, watched her slanted and feeble ink marks, tried hard to hold back tears, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, senior sister, I was notorious at that time, as long as you are not troubled by me."

Not long after, everything in the hall returned to normal. Uncle Le Jia bid farewell to his sister, and drifted away with another equally lovely male guest under the regretful eyes of the maids.

After leaving the Yuefu, they went to find a few brothers according to the address, and distributed the self-criticism letters of the owner of Bichen Mountain Villa and his aunt to clean Shao Zongyan.

In a small Sanqing Temple in Pingle County three hundred miles away, Shao Zongyan met Zhu Qingwei, the disciple of the previous head of the sect, the second senior brother of Xuanlianzong's generation.He has officially become a Taoist priest, quiet and indifferent, like a lone crane among the clouds, clear and dusty, completely unrecognizable as the one who was not good at studying, and took his juniors all over the mountains to hunt, pick wild fruits, fish and shrimp all day long Naughty disciple.

When Shao Zongyan saw this senior brother in the temple, he hardly dared to recognize him, but Zhu Qingwei recognized him at a glance, and said "compassion" in a low voice, with a pure and ethereal smile flowing from the corners of his brows and eyes, which is better than him who really stepped into it. The monks of Xianmen are more like people in the immortal way.

After Zhike left, Daoist Shao hurriedly called Jishou and asked, "Wish senior brother well?"

Zhu Qingwei returned the salute, shook the whisk, strode up to hug him, patted his back hard, and choked up excitedly, "I heard Zhike said that a distant family member named "Zhu Shao" came to see him. I was just wondering if it could be you. I was busy with the exams a few years ago, and I was delayed in this small place for several years, but I didn't hear any news from you."

The brother who didn't like to read the scriptures the most, after leaving the sect, he started to read the scriptures that he never read.

Zhu Qing said sadly: "When Master was here, he always wanted to turn Xuanlianzong into a branch of the orthodox Taoism. He taught this scripture and that scripture every day. In fact, he couldn't even read a complete scripture. I always felt that reading the scriptures It’s useless, selling and selling wild medicines, writing about the history of former dynasties, and drawing pictures like the master? He refused to pay attention at the time. Later, he passed away and the sect was gone, so he wanted to fulfill his wish back then. A true Taoist who has a degree and is recognized by the Taoist sect."

After studying hard for three years in this small place, he passed the exam, but missed the moment when his junior brother was hunted down and needed help the most.It wasn't until everyone disappeared that he didn't know what had happened from the quack who borrowed him.

Shao Zongyan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, why bother to say such nonsense? I've always been afraid of hurting you. It's a good thing if you don't know that something happened to me."

What's more, although senior brother Zhu has a bold temper, he doesn't know martial arts at all. Being involved in these grievances is a death in vain, and it's more reassuring to honestly nest in the Taoist temple.

The two hugged for a while, and the grass carp behind him pulled his collar calmly. Daoist Shao understood what he meant, and withdrew from Zhu Qingwei's embrace without a trace, and introduced Yan Hanjiang to him by pulling his sleeve: "This is me. My Taoist companion Yan Hanjiang. There may be some bad rumors in the future, but brother, please don’t trust outsiders, Brother Yan and I are a Taoist couple formed because of our like-mindedness.”

The word "Taoist" shocked Zhu Qingwei a little bit, but he was from the Xuanlian Sect, he was well-informed, and said with a sigh: "Since you have chosen this path, brother has nothing to say. I just hope you The two can continue to get better, if he betrays you, just come back, although the senior brother has no ability, he will never let you suffer outside alone like before."

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Hanjiang with a stern look. He was no longer the unsullied Taoist priest when he first met him, but he had changed back to the one who taught his juniors how to fish and hunt in the mountains and protected them from being harmed by wild beasts and insects. Reliable brother.

Yan Hanjiang looked at him calmly, and said solemnly: "I am here to seek justice for Zong Yan, so that no one in this world will dare to bully him again. The Taoist priest just needs to watch how I act."

After leaving the second senior brother, they went back to the former site of Xuanlianzong. At the foot of the mountain, they met the third senior brother Bu Weiming, who made a living as a traveling doctor and fortune teller, and maintained the old mountain gate alone.

Brother Bu went to Beijing like him back then to make alchemy for the nobles in the court.At that time, he was also a master Taoist priest, but now he was wearing an old Taoist robe and working in a yard full of weeds with his arms open.

When Shao Zongyan and the others passed by, he split wooden strips outside the alchemy room, and nailed them layer by layer outside the cracked door panels to reinforce them.Seeing his junior brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time coming, he didn't have much to say. He just fetched a bucket of water for them when Daoist Shao took over the ax and asked them to drink it with a ladle.

Shao Zongyan was much stronger. The senior brother had to hack for an afternoon, but he finished it in three or two strokes. He used nails and glue to firmly stick all the places where the air leaked.But reinforcement alone is useless. The place where no one lives will soon be easily rotted by the wind, rain, snow, and living things such as insects and ants inside. He is facing such a large place by himself, repairing a little bit every day, every day. , but still can only watch the house become dilapidated at a faster rate.

Shao Zongyan was heartbroken, holding cold water and said: "Brother has been guarding here all these years..."

Bu Weiming smiled and said: "When we were still in Beijing, didn't you sneak out of Beijing because you offended a Hanlin? I thought, we didn't pay much attention to serving the master and uncle, but now we serve What a master, let people beat and scold at will. I don't want to go on working anymore, I thought it's better to come back and guard our place, in case you can't stay outside anymore, there is a place to retreat when you come back, no It will be a dilapidated house that cannot be lived in."

It's a pity that he didn't earn much money, and he was not very good at repairing the house. Now those painted pavilions and pillars have faded, and the tiles on the house may not have been replaced for a long time. Gone are the days.

"Everyone hasn't come back, and I don't have any news here. How are you doing outside?"

Shao Zongyan picked up the good ones and said: "Second senior brother passed the exam and is now officially ordained to become a monk; fifth senior sister said that she will come back in a few days, so you don't have to guard here alone. If you haven't come back, you are cultivating immortals, and you have found a Taoist partner..."

Bu Weiming abruptly interrupted his words, and glanced at Yan Hanjiang, his spirit was shining brightly, and he was no longer as gentle as a good old man before.He looked at Yan Hanjiang, but he was asking Shao Zongyan: "This is the home where you made alchemy for others later? How could such a rich and noble son really like you, a homeless and unprofessional refining fake medicine!"

Shao Zongyan hurriedly explained for him: "Brother, I don't sell medicine anymore, I'm a god. Although it doesn't look obvious, I'm really a god, we both are. When I was chased and killed by people from Bichen Villa, it was Yan Brother saved me, and this time he brought me back to clear my name, so that I can be an upright person..."

If he could really clear his reputation, it would be great to bring back all his brothers and sisters.He still has a salary, so he can buy several copies of Yuanguang, and then he will let the brothers and sisters live in the sect and study with the comprehension version with peace of mind. After learning, they will be the real sect of immortals.In the future, if a disciple came to Beijing to be a national teacher, he would be a true national teacher with ability, and not a monster who relied on various pills to curry favor with the emperor and concubines.

The two gradually fell silent, and after sitting for a while, Bu Weiming stood up suddenly, patted the sawdust on his clothes, and showed a vicissitudes of smile: "I didn't greet you well when you brought someone, sit down, I'll get some food of."

"No need." Shao Zongyan smiled forcefully: "I'll do it, how can I let you work when I'm here, brother, you have a good rest."

When he got up, he saw that Yan Hanjiang was still sitting, so he stroked his hair.Feeling the silk-like feel of the hair under his palm, and some of it slipping through his fingers like running water, he suddenly understood why Yan Hanjiang always liked to touch his hair, and his mood became clearer. He walked into the kitchen with ease, took out his own ingredients for cooking.

This small kitchen is still the same as before, but there are no pickles, bacon, chicken and the like that are often hanging in it.At that time, the master and uncle wanted to be true Taoists and didn't eat much meat, but the disciples didn't care about that. They ate whatever they caught in the forest. Although life was hard, it was also a lot of fun.

And autumn is the time when there are the most food and the best taste.In the kitchen, there are chicken, rabbit, roe deer meat and dried bamboo shoots, turmeric, rhubarb, yam, brown rice, millet, etc. There is still a little charcoal fire in the stove, and there is simmering yam and rhizome underneath, which is probably what Brother Bu will use later It's lunch.

Shao Zongyan digs it out neatly, breaks it open and tastes that it is almost cooked, then shakes off the ashes, and takes it outside while it is hot to pad their stomachs.

His senior brother was talking to Yan Hanjiang, both of them were very serious, but when they saw him coming out, they fell silent, as if they had formed some kind of alliance to exclude him.He put down the basket and wanted to ask what was going on, but senior brother Bu waved his hand: "I'll ask Immortal Yan about cultivating immortals, don't worry about it, go back and cook first."

Really?He glanced at Yan Hanjiang worriedly, and got a nod of affirmation from the other party before returning to the kitchen to cook.He was reluctant to eat the things of Senior Brother Bu, so he took out the vegetables, meat and grains he brought at home, first made a pot of refined rice, then skillfully dissected and cut the fish, stir-fried the spicy seasoning, and made a pot of boiled fish .

Because Senior Brother Bu had a bland taste, he fried another chrysanthemum fish.This looks complicated, but it’s actually no more troublesome than boiled fish. It’s just that when cutting the meat, you need to cut a few more slices of fish, and then cut them a few more times to break them into sticks along the tendons.After that, just pat the starched rice and fry it separately, then fry it and wrap it with sweet and sour sauce.

The tomato sauce he used when frying the sauce is sweet and sour, and the fish is wrapped in a translucent gravy by using starch and rice.After biting open the crispy fried shell with the outer layer dipped in the sauce, you can taste the slightly marinated fish shreds inside. The meat is smooth, tender and fragrant, and the very light salt flavor makes the sugar juice on the outside even more sour. Sweet and appetizing.

He watched the frying pan and "tasted" the whole chrysanthemum, only to remember that the diners were still waiting outside, quickly picked up the apron, wiped his mouth, and sent the food out with a serious face.

This time out, there was no longer that kind of competitive atmosphere between the two of them. Brother Bu had a smile on his face, his eyes sparkled, and he talked about some embarrassing things about him when he was a child while eating.It seems that the senior brother finally accepted the matter of finding a male Taoist partner, Shao Zongyan was really relieved, went back to the kitchen and quickly fried a hot and sour coir raincoat cucumber, mixed with potato shreds, and burned a clear one. Mouth melon meatball soup.

He took out the dishes and announced that the lunch was ready, Senior Brother Bu, the master, got up and followed him back to the kitchen to get the food.

After arriving in the kitchen, Bu Weiming stopped his junior by the stove, patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Have a good time. You have a bright future, don't delay your own affairs because of us, do you understand? Senior brothers did not With your luck and talent, it is enough for a cultivator to see it, but you have to practice hard. After thousands of years, we will not be here, so you have to remember Xuanlianzong for us."

Shao Zongyan took his hand and held it so tightly that there was a "click" sound from the joints of the bones, and said, "It doesn't take thousands of years, brother, I want you to see the Xuanlian sect being built again with your own eyes."