Senior Brother, His Beauty and Prosperity[Transmigration Book]

The next day, Lu Xun got up early in the morning under the system's wake-up service, and he walked towards Su Qingheng's room.

Lu Xun raised his hand, and before it touched the door, the door was opened from the inside, and the two looked at each other.

Su Qingheng's gaze first fell on Lu Xun's bleary-eyed face, the gorgeous facial features were no longer as flamboyant as usual.

His clothes were loosely tied, the neckline was half open, and his delicate collarbone was completely exposed to the air. Su Qingheng blinked, thinking that Lu Xun was sleepwalking.

He called out tentatively, "Brother Lu?"

"Ok?"

Lu Xun hadn't woken up yet, his nasal voice was a bit heavy, and he responded softly, like a feather floating in the air, floating up and down, and finally landed in the bottom of Su Qingheng's heart, making him tremble slightly.

Seeing that his clothes were disheveled, Su Qingheng didn't know where to look for a while, his eyes were erratic, but he was attracted by the bright red mole on his collarbone.

Lu Xun didn't care about his image, and yawned carelessly, "You haven't woken up yet?"

Realizing that Lu Xun was awake, Su Qingheng's face turned hot, and he turned his eyes away, "Senior brother came to see me so early, is there something wrong?"

Lu Xun nodded, "I've decided..."

Su Qingheng:?

"Every rest day, I will come to teach you how to practice swords."

Lu Xun rubbed his eyes, the words he said were really not deterrent, "Our Qi Xing Palace disciples must be the strongest wherever we go."

Su Qingheng: "..." It is absolutely unnecessary.

Seeing that Lu Xun was struggling with sleepiness and wanted to teach himself how to practice swords, Su Qingheng was a little moved and a little funny.

"So, in the future, you should not sleep too much on rest days. You must practice hard to break through as soon as possible."

"Brother..."

Su Qingheng looked at Lu Xun, and said very solemnly and helplessly, "The entire Xuanshan sect, except you...no one else can sleep until the sun rises."

Lu Xun: "..."

Okay, the child is disobedient, and dare to refute him.

Lu Xun glared at him, Su Qingheng looked back innocently, and added a sentence at the end. "Is there no one to help senior brother get dressed today?"

He looked down at the wrongly tied placket strap, and said indifferently, "Xiao Qi is not here today."

Su Qingheng was silent for a moment, "Then shall I re-tie it for senior brother?"

He didn't put on his clothes properly and asked his junior brother to take care of him, Lu Xun accepted it without hesitation and with great embarrassment.

Su Qingheng's bracelet passed Lu Xun's waist, behaved well, and avoided physical contact as much as possible. Even so, he couldn't help thinking about it.

Brother's waist is so thin.

It felt like he could be wrapped in his arms as soon as he stretched out his arms.

Su Qingheng: "..." That's not right.

Why does he have this idea?

Su Qingheng threw away his messy thoughts, speeded up his hands, and helped Lu Xun rearrange them properly with a few movements.

After breakfast, Lu Xun led Su Qingheng to the courtyard to practice swords, and he summoned a fairy sword from the storage ring.

The fairy sword circled around Su Qingheng's body, and obediently landed in front of Su Qingheng.

"I see that your swordsmanship is good, do you want to try this fairy sword? If you take advantage of it, I will give it to you."

Each of the new disciples has a saber, which is uniformly distributed by the master, but it is just an ordinary sword, because the foundation is not stable, and there is no need for the fairy sword for the time being.

But Su Qingheng is different. He comes from a family of fairy swords, and has a special physique. He is born with spiritual power to protect his body. As he grows older, he can also practice on his own. He has used fairy swords as toys since he was a child.

In the original book, the first time Su Qingheng wielded the fairy sword was at the birthday party when he was five years old. His father hoped that his son would become a dragon, so he gave him a fairy sword, hoping that he would also be able to slay demons and defend the way when he grew up.

When presenting the sword, his father probably didn't think about it. The fairy sword that ordinary people can't handle, the small Su Qingheng held it with both hands, and he could learn how his father practiced the sword. He performed a few sword moves in public, which shocked Everyone shouted that the sky is a genius.

When he was six years old, that sword also invaded with the demons and was buried in the glazed fire.

Su Qingheng never expected that Lu Xun's gift of fairy artifacts yesterday was not enough, even the fairy sword was given out so generously.

He has traveled around the world for many years, and he knows that many poor loose cultivators can't even afford a fairy sword.But when it came to Lu Xun, they gave it away so casually.

"Brother..."

Knowing that he was going to refuse again, Lu Xun immediately cut off his words, "You try first before you speak."

Su Qingheng's eyes fell on the silver-white hilt. It is impossible not to be moved. The Su family is a family of immortal swords. As a descendant of the Su family, he naturally has an indescribable affection for immortal swords.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and under Lu Xun's expectant gaze, he grasped the hilt of his sword.

Then he staggered and took several steps back.

Su Qingheng: "..."

Lu Xun: "..."

System: "Did you guys forget that a fairy sword is no better than an ordinary sword, it needs spiritual power to activate it."

"Then why didn't you remind me earlier?" Lu Xun gritted his teeth in his heart and said something to the system.

Originally, he wanted to use the fairy sword to restore Su Qingheng's confidence. The idea was very good, but he forgot that Su Qingheng's spiritual power was thin and difficult to gather because of the sealing of his spiritual root, so how could he have any extra spiritual power to activate the fairy sword.

Lu Xun coughed lightly, "Sorry, brother didn't think carefully."

Su Qingheng's enthusiasm just now also dissipated, and he seemed to realize that spiritual power not only made his cultivation stagnant, but also made him unable to hold the fairy sword again.

Remembering the seal on the forehead, my father said before he died that the seal would be released at the right time.

But he is fifteen years old, this seal has followed him for nine years, can it really be broken?

If he can't solve it, why should he take revenge?

And why fight against the demons?

Su Qingheng's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and replied nonchalantly, "It's none of Senior Brother's business, I'm too useless."

Lu Xun swears all the swear words he can think of in his heart, forcing the system to force him to comfort Su Qingheng.

It's all right now, I was originally a good person, but now I'm almost crying because of his comfort.

Eliminate...

Lu Xun sighed.

He held Su Qingheng's other hand, "Try again..."

Su Qingheng froze, didn't think too much, picked up the sword obediently, he was slightly amazed, this time he didn't feel strenuous, the hand holding the sword was very relaxed.

The poisonous wrist was held by Lu Xun, and it was slightly hot, and a fresh spiritual power flowed through his veins, and he felt his spiritual power was gathering in the hand holding the sword.

Lu Xun withdrew his hand and smiled at him, his light golden eyes seemed to be filled with a ray of light.

"Just treat it as my senior brother borrowing it from you."

Not only was the wrist held by Lu Xun slightly hot, but even the bottom of my heart was warm as if being carefully protected.

Su Qingheng's eyes widened slightly, and was dazzled by Lu Xun's smile for a moment, and a soft voice rang in his ears, "Remember, you will have to pay it back later."

"Hmm..." Su Qingheng nodded solemnly.

Lu Xun didn't give up on him, so how could he give up lightly.

The system didn't know how to feel for a while, it just felt that it was superfluous, wanted to speak and finally closed it.

Lu Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but he was coaxed.

During the whole morning, both of them were immersed in teaching. Although Su Qingheng's muscles didn't improve, he was able to use his thin spiritual power freely.

It was not in vain that Lu Xun spent a day.

Three days later in the morning, Lu Xun was planning to pick up Su Qingheng from morning class as usual, but he received a voice transmission from the head of the house on the way, and had to turn around and turn back.

When Lu Xun rushed to the main hall, there were only three people present.

Below is Gu Yunzhou, the elder brother who just came back from the mountain. Lu Xun was also a little surprised to see him, and called out elder brother.

Gu Yunzhou nodded and motioned for Lu Xun to salute Feng Changmian on the seat first.

Feng Changmian had a panoramic view of the small movements of the two of them. From childhood to adulthood, Lu Xunpi turned skinny, but for some reason he listened to Gu Yunzhou's words the most.

Sometimes it is not easy for Immortal Lingyue to speak, but as long as Gu Yunzhou speaks, Lu Xun will listen.

Feng Changmian waved his hand, skipping those vain rituals, and said to the middle-aged monk sitting on the right: "This is Lingyue's little... third disciple."

I am used to calling Lu Xun a little apprentice, and almost forgot that there is Su Qingheng under him.

The middle-aged monk nodded, "They are all malleable talents, this is the luck of my immortal sect."

"What City Lord Mo said is very true." Feng Changmian echoed, and then said to Lu Xun, "This is City Lord Mo of Moshui City."

Lu Xun and Gu Yunzhou saluted together, and City Lord Mo was very happy, and went around and around before getting down to business.

"Master Feng, please take care of my son."

"Master Ling is in my Xuanshan faction, City Lord Mo can rest assured."

"Naturally, naturally. It's just that there is only such a son, and he has never left home after growing up, so he will be more careful."

"Understood..." Feng Changmian nodded, and the two chatted for a while.

Lu Xun listened to the general idea below. It turned out that the Xuanshan faction was still connected to the related households. I hope he is not an arrogant and unreasonable person.

The two chatted happily, and Lu Xun also secretly discussed with Gu Yunzhou in a low voice.

"Brother, did you go out smoothly this time?"

Gu Yunzhou nodded, "Everything is going well..."

The conversation between the two turned back to the son of City Lord Mo, "Since you want to join my Xuanshan sect, why is there no one?"

"The master master asked Cheng Yuanzhen to guide him to familiarize himself with the environment."

Gu Yunzhou knew that Lu Xun didn't like him calling Cheng Yuanzhen Junior Brother, so he also called him by his first name in front of Lu Xun.

"It's pretty crowded..." Lu Xun whispered.

"Are they more powerful than the Cheng family? Cheng Yuanzhen was also selected in the trial, but he was not selected by the master. Why did the son of City Lord Mo come in through the back door?"

Gu Yunzhou pressed his fist to his lips and coughed. Lu Xun raised his head and realized that Feng Changmian and City Lord Mo were looking at him.

"I heard that City Lord Mo's alchemy skills are excellent, so I wanted to ask City Lord Mo for a bottle of elixir to relieve the attack of cold poison."

"Master Feng, you don't need to be so polite. Since the Mo family wants to make friends with the Xuanshan faction and help each other, it's natural. I think that little friend Lu is weak, so this elixir should be for him, right?"

Lu Xun was still wondering who had the cold poison attack, and it turned to him?

What is physical weakness?

Does this mean he is false?

What a joke, he is a young man, strong and strong, but a ghost.

Lu Xun stared at Feng Changmian, waiting for him to refute, but saw Feng Changmian nodded and sighed.

"As expected of the Lord Mo, he is still sharp."

Lu Xun:?

When did he have cold poison?

The original book hasn't been written, and he hasn't seen a seizure since he came here for half a year?

Lu Xun turned his gaze to Gu Yunzhou beside him, but saw Gu Yunzhou looking at him reassuringly, and said.

"Don't worry, cold poison can be cured."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0920:26:28-2020-07-1018:37:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: haste like a law, Godric's Hollow 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Shangzhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!