Time has passed, and history has gradually become a story that has been handed down. No one knows whether it is true or not.It is said that many years ago, a descendant of the Eight Wind Formation was born, who can form an array with one hand, and everything within a few miles can be instantly reduced to ashes.This person has cultivated to the god level, led the nearly extinct Taoist cultivator to resist the invasion of the western continent, drove the demonic cultivator back to the other end of Shengu Gorge, interrupted the passage, and since then there has been no more war between the two sides.

No one knew where he lived, nor what his personality was, but there was a magnificent man in blue beside him. Some said he was a brother, some said he was a partner, and some said he was a good friend.This man's aptitude was not better than him, and he could not cultivate to the god level, so many years later, this man passed away first.

Since then, there has been no more news of Bafengzhen.Some people say that he died following the man in blue, some say that he practiced in seclusion, and some say that he has been reincarnated.

Unknowingly, hundreds of years passed, and even the story was gradually forgotten.

The winter snow has just melted, and the spring breeze has blown green the ancient pagoda tree at the entrance of Guhan Town for thousands of years. There is a family under the ancient pagoda tree, and a young son who has just fallen to the ground is welcomed in a spring afternoon.

When the young master was born, besides the busy servant woman, there was a boy who was more nervous than his parents standing at the door.The boy was about five years old, with picturesque features and extremely good-looking. He looked at the room motionlessly, listening to the woman's cry, biting his fingers and waiting for the little boy to be born.

This little boy is naturally Lan Zhi.

When he died, Jian Qiang also died with him.Lan Zhi's soul is immortal and uncontrollable, he waited in his heart for a long time, and finally got the chance to reincarnate again.

Cherish each other in life, share the same acupuncture point in death, and must not be far apart in reincarnation.

Lan Zhi was born five years ago with his memory, and he also waited anxiously for five years. This spring is a little different. The spirit energy and evil energy in the town collide and become entangled. A family hovering on this street Above the family's courtyard, not long after, the little boy was finally born.

The little boy was also strange after he was born. He loved to cry since he was a child, and he didn't like things that children like. Only when the little brother from the neighbor's house appeared, he would stop with red eyes and just keep looking at him.

When he grew up a bit, the little boy gained some strength, and started clamoring for his little brother to hug him.His mother gave birth to nine children, and although there were servants to take care of them, the family was busy, so it was natural for someone to help coax the children.

So Lan Xing came to visit him every now and then, and played with him.

The boy learned to speak and then to walk, rolling and crawling to run after his little brother.He didn't make a sound or make noise, he was quiet, only when Lan Zhi hugged him, he would cry sadly, wiped his tears and said, "Don't go home today."

Lan Zhi couldn't refuse, so he often slept with him since he was a child.

At the age of eight, Lan Zhi's family fell into ruin, and the little boy's mother bought him. From then on, Lan Zhi became a servant of his family, and he was freed only when he was 16 years old.The three-year-old boy likes him, so Lan Zhi just takes care of him, teaching him how to read, read, somersault, climb walls, and catch earthworms.

This night Lan Zhi helped him take a bath, the two of them sat in the same wooden bucket, the little boy giggled and splashed with water, splashing him completely soaked.That night, the water in the wooden bucket flowed all over the floor, and Lan Zhi was beaten several times with vines. The little boy caressed the red marks on Lan Zhi's body, and silently shed tears for most of the night.

The two grew up together like this, and Jian Qiang never left his side for several years in a flash.

In the night when he was 14 years old, Lan Zhi suddenly dreamed that the adult Jian Qiang did something unspeakable to him.He woke up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, and the quilt was sticky, which was actually the first wet dream of an adult.Jian Qiang was only nine years old, and slept next to him at night, he had never seen Lan Zhi like this, looked at him with a blushing face, and asked, "What was your name in the dream?"

Naturally, Lan Zhi couldn't tell him, he wouldn't tell him this kind of thing, no matter how much he asked.Jian Qiang did not give up, and asked other servants unwillingly, and was fooled several times by people laughing, and finally figured out what was going on.From then on, he looked at Lan Zhi differently.

At the age of 15, Lan Zhi was already a rare and beautiful boy in the town, and there were not a few women who fell in love with him.Halfway through the night, I suddenly felt that something was pressing on my body, and my lips were numb and tingling.When she opened her eyes, Jian Qiang was lightly pressing on him, holding his face and trying to kiss him, although she was too young to know the point, she was still licking his lips excitedly, her face flushed.

Lan Zhi seemed to have poured a basin of cold water from the beginning to the end. Although he liked Jian Qiang, he definitely had no pedophilia. He immediately pushed him, put on his clothes and got out of bed.

He really realized that it was time to sleep in separate beds with Jian Qiang.

From this day on, Lan Zhi moved back to his servant's room, the little boy cried and refused, squatting at his door and refused to return to his room, Lan Zhi just refused to nod in agreement.The older Jian Qiang was, the more afraid Lan Zhi was. He was close to sixteen at this time, and he would soon be free, so he began to prepare for apprenticeship and practice.

The family members also knew that the young master's dependence on him was abnormal, so they asked Lan Zhi to go to several sects for assessment without telling him, and the days at home became less and less.The little boy couldn't find him, and sat at the door waiting every day. When Lan Zhi came home occasionally, he followed behind with red eyes.Lan Zhi didn't dare to sleep with him, didn't dare to hug him like before, and didn't even dare to be in the same room with him. Jian Qiang realized the irreversible estrangement between the two, but didn't know what to do. In the middle of the night, he was kicked out of the room by Lan Zhi. He stood at the door and cried sadly, "I will never dare to kiss you again. If I kiss you again, you will beat me to death, okay?"

He's only 11 years old, and he doesn't even know the meaning of the kiss. How should he explain it?

Lan Zhi lowered his head and let him into the room, slept together in the same bed for the last time that night, lying with his back facing him in the dark, and said, "I'm going to go away soon to learn from a teacher, come to me when you're 16, At that time, if you knew what kind of feelings you had for me, it would not be too late to kiss me."

The little boy hugged his waist tightly, and pressed his tear-stained face to his back: "You will forget about me in five years."

"Don't forget, even if you forget me, I won't forget you."

The little boy crawled up in front of him, curled up in Lan Zhi's arms, and kept silent with tears in his eyes.Lan Zhi caressed his head, and dropped a kiss on the tip of his nose: "Five years, then you tell me what you want."

The little boy clenched his fists: "At that time, no matter what I wanted, you would give it to me?"

Lan Zhi was a little embarrassed, remembering that he was already sixteen at that time, and he was almost sixteen in ancient times, nodded and said: "Well, that's right, I will give you whatever you want."

The little boy slowly leaned his head in his arms: "Go to practice hard, I will find you when the time comes." Not long after he finished speaking, he seemed to have fallen asleep, his breathing was calm, but after a long time, he suddenly said uneasy: "Don't put the I forgot."

"I will never forget."

Lan Zhi didn't want to go to places like Northbound, so he chose places that weren't too big.Many years ago, they established a small sect called Baicaomen, which made a living by growing and selling spiritual herbs. Afterwards, they handed it over to Mo Li to take care of it, and never took care of it again.Mo Li and Lan Leng died early, this sect has changed a few masters, but now it has become a moderate sect.Lan Zhi has some feelings for it, and naturally has a lot of good feelings for it. After several considerations, he finally decides to go there.

Five years passed in a flash, Lan Zhi was born with rare aptitude, and worked hard the day after tomorrow. Within two years, he was promoted to the heavenly rank, ranking first among the younger disciples of Baicao Sect, and was promoted by the Sect Master as one of the leading disciples, in charge of twenty Behind the practice of disciples.

This year, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. Baicaomen finally let twelve new disciples enter the school after many strict screenings.

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