Misunderstanding of Immortals

Delete redundant emotional branches

In the valley deep in the dense forest, there are several ponds of various sizes scattered.The water in the pool is as blue as crystal, and it is hot all year round.

The two teenagers flew over the pool, shouted one, two, three in unison, and jumped into the pool from mid-air.

A group of birds in the forest were alarmed and flew into the sky with a huff.

"It's so cool!" Ouyang Wei took off his clothes and threw it on the shore, and then swam back and forth in the pool.

"Uncle Zidan just stayed for a meal, why are you so happy?" Fang Yichen took off his clothes and hair slowly.

"It's rare to get close to an expert. It's all thanks to my uncle that I can practice."

Fang Yichen couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't you see that every time you flatter Master Zidan, Uncle is a bit sour. If you want to find a wife in the future, Uncle may be so picky."

Ouyang Wei said with a smile: "I didn't want to double cultivate with others. I don't think I can find a satisfactory Taoist partner. It's you, wagging your tail and following Tang Ruyin all day long. When are you going to propose marriage?"

Fang Yichen wiped his face with a sweat towel, "I haven't even established a foundation yet, how can I come to the door? Why don't you find a Taoist companion. It's so boring to be alone."

I also want to find a man who is willing to double cultivate with me.

Ouyang Wei didn't dare to say this.

He himself thought it was funny.After living two lifetimes, she faced the trouble of coming out for the second time.And as far as he observed, the world is full of straight men, and so far he has never heard of masculinity.So it's normal that Fang Yichen didn't think about it at all.

The two teenagers washed their hair, scrubbed and picked their feet in the hot spring pool, cleaned themselves up, climbed up to the shore with their buttocks bare, and turned their clothes on.

It was the time when the teenagers were growing rapidly, and their stature was too fast, and their bodies were thin and thin that is unique to teenagers.

Fang Yichen was also slightly taller than Ouyang Wei by half a head. His broad shoulders and slender limbs showed that he would have a tall and strong physique in the future. He had a handsome face and a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.

Ouyang Wei is not bad looking either.The eyes are more like his mother who died young, very beautiful, but the straight bridge of the nose is inherited from Ouyang Hong.Thin body, clear muscle lines, thin and flexible waist, straight and slender legs.

Fang Yichen hopped on one leg and put on his pants.Ouyang Wei couldn't help laughing when he saw his work swaying back and forth with his movements.

"You're such a bastard... How can your little sister Ruyin stand it in the future?"

Fang Yichen's face was a little red, and he couldn't hide his pride, "She will only like it."

As he spoke, he glanced under Ouyang Wei.

Ouyang Wei disagreed, "It's not about the size, but about the technology."

"Everyone is a chicken, how do you know that your skills are better than mine?" Fang Yichen objected.

Ouyang Wei said: "My body is pure, but my soul has experienced many battles."

In fact, he is also bragging.Ouyang Wei had only dated one boyfriend in his previous life, and the first one died of AIDS, which almost scared him to death by the way.Later, Ouyang Wei picked and picked, but couldn't find a suitable one, and he didn't dare to mess with others, so he was single for a long time.

After they were dressed, Fang Yichen took out his flying sword and called Ouyang Wei to come up.Ouyang Wei shook his head and waved his hands.

"If you don't sit here, the safety factor is too low."

With that said, he finally dug out his flying equipment from the storage bag and threw it into the air.

That thing grew rapidly.

Under the sun, the steel pipes reflect the beautiful luster unique to metal, the leather seat is wide and thick, and the tires are made of wood, but they also look thick and strong.The whole Chekuba is very, full of uninhibited and wild heavy metal punk style.It carries the soul of a man chasing the wind...and the sequelae of the second disease.

"It's that big iron bull again." Fang Yichen picked his nostrils.

"What iron bull!" Ouyang Wei exploded, "This is called Harley! Harley motorcycle! Classic Street Fighter, the market price is [-] yuan. You idiot who doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

Three years ago, Ouyang Wei finally practiced enough to control objects to fly.He couldn't wait to fiddle with a Harley Street Fighter based on his own memory, and gave it a nasty name "Little Bully".

He rode his bike up and down the hills all day long, performing fast and furious, just like Harry Potter with a new broom.

Ouyang Wei has long been unable to figure out why the monks always use some items that are obviously not suitable for flying as flying machines.

For example, Ouyang Hong's fan, or Fang Yichen's sword.

A fan is a flat surface, which can be used for standing, sitting or lying down.The sword is so dangerous, and it's the front.When encountering unstable air currents and a turbulence, aren't you afraid of cutting your balls?

Therefore, the Harley motorcycle is simply an ideal flying machine!

First of all, it is domineering enough, and it is something that men should ride.Second, it can be used both on land and in the air, and can roll on the ground with wheels.Thirdly, it has a seat, steps and guards, which are very easy to control.

Ouyang Wei also flipped through the book and learned some sound-making spells, which he used on the two decorative exhaust pipes.After the car flew up, it made a realistic rumbling sound, just like it was really flying.

Fang Yichen looked "Whatever", shrugged and said, "I don't understand. If it's a car, how can it run on two wheels? If it's an aircraft, why bother with so many twisted iron pipes? This thing is neither fish nor fowl , so uncle dotes on you and lets you mess around."

"Since he dotes on me, I won't take the opportunity to mess around. Isn't it too bad for him?" Ouyang Wei asked back.

Fang Yichen was at a loss for words.

Ouyang Wei chose the locomotive because there were few flat lands in ancient times, and it was easier for a Harley to land.He is still tinkering with Batman's Batmobile in private now, and he plans to take it out for a ride when conditions permit in the future!

In fact, Ouyang Wei can understand why Fang Yichen obeys Ouyang Hong's words so much.

His surname is Fang, not Ouyang.Although Ouyang Hong regards him as his own and treats him the same as Ouyang Wei, Fang Yichen still regards himself as a relative who depends on others in his heart.

Obviously, the Fang family couldn't help him, and his mother had eloped with someone again. Fang Yichen can only rely on his uncle and master now.

After any child dies and his parents run away to go to relatives, he will inevitably grow up overnight and think about things that ordinary children would not think about.Trying to be a smart and obedient child to please the elders is the basic skill of a child in this situation.

Two teenagers, one on a bicycle, the other on a sword, chased each other over the mountains and returned to the cave.

Ouyang Wei and Fang Yichen had bigu four years ago, and since then, if they want to eat, they can only take pills and spiritual food.It's just that spiritual food is precious, and ordinary monks can't afford it easily.

Fang Yichen was so happy that he didn't have to eat.Ouyang Wei pays attention to food and drink, and eats spiritual food in various ways.Fortunately, he is the young master of Yunjiang City, and his father is a rich man who can afford to support such a gluttonous son.

"Master." Fang Yichen's servant Bai Yin brought two letter boxes and said, "There are two letters from you."

Fang Yichen opened one, glanced at it, showing a complicated expression.

"It's a letter from my mother." He smiled wryly at Ouyang Wei, "I don't know what she wants this time."