Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Within a few minutes, Fang Zhuo saw a naked rabbit in front of him.

Song Qingjian wiped his sweat with his arm, his eyes were full of expectation, "Little uncle, do you think this will work?"

Fang Zhuo nodded, turned his head and saw Duan Lin was sweating profusely, with the whip in a circle in his hand, coming down the stone steps.

"come over."

Duan Lin came over, "Master."

With low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, with a pulled face, as long as his eyes are not blind, he can tell that he is in a bad mood.

After all, he is still a kid, no matter how he pretends, he cannot completely hide his emotions.

Fang Zhuo didn't have time to find out why he was in a bad mood, so he asked in a low voice, "How do you want to eat? Master will make it for you."

Song Qingjian raised his eyes suddenly, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although the little uncle had no expression on his face and his tone was cold and hard, what he said was pampering.

Before he went to Wuwei Peak, the brothers were all discussing that this little uncle was unkind, unsmiling and difficult to get along with.

Now it seems that the cognition of the brothers and sisters seems to be biased.

Song Qingjian volunteered, "Uncle, let me help you."

Fang Zhuo said no, and took the rabbit around to the bamboo forest behind the courtyard.

Cutting bamboo and collecting firewood, and setting up a fire to barbecue meat were done very smoothly, not at all like the first time.

Duan Lin stood in the distance with his arms folded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled.

Song Qingjian who had just walked behind him was puzzled, glanced sideways at the taciturn little junior, rolled up his sleeves and ran to help.

Fang Zhuo didn't want to brush off his filial piety, and pointed to the distance, "Help me move two stones."

Song Qingjian moved swiftly and obediently, not only moved the stones, but also helped to build them.

Duan Lin frowned, turned and left.

The chicken cubs flew down from the tip of the bamboo and landed on his shoulders, and they couldn't be driven away no matter what.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it, and said sourly, "I can't tell, my son has a good relationship with that brat."

233 let out a heck, but didn't answer.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the young man who was eagerly guarding the fire. He had a handsome appearance and an elegant temperament. It was obvious that he was born in a noble family.

In the previous world, it wasn't that there were protagonists with extraordinary family backgrounds, but their looks were absolutely top-notch.

Song Qingjian, um, is a bit ugly.

"He is definitely not the protagonist." Fang Zhuo said firmly.

233, "Male boys have changed at the age of [-]. They were ugly when they were young, but they might be handsome when they grow up."

"You lie to me, the bottom line is there, no matter how handsome you are, you can't be very handsome."

Or his little apprentice is more like the protagonist, good-looking, miserable life experience, stubborn temper, like, too much like.

Thinking that the rabbit meat was about to be fed into the protagonist's mouth, Fang Zhuo roasted it harder and even sent Song Qingjian to the dining room to find a lot of seasonings.

The rabbit in the back mountain has its own spiritual energy, and its fragrance can float for ten miles, attracting several senior brothers.

This rabbit is used to curry favor with the little disciples, how can it be given full points.

Fang Zhuo stripped off the rabbit's leg, wrapped it in parchment paper, and went back to the small yard.

There was no one in the yard, but there was a sound from the dojo, and the crackling of the whip made him feel scared and sad.

Disciples in the sect, regardless of their aptitude, can at least detect their spiritual roots.

As for Duan Rin, who occupies the title of Shen Su's chief and only disciple, he is a worthless trash.

When he was beaten, scolded and tortured before, he wanted to become stronger in order to resist.

Now being treated with tenderness, he wants to become stronger and to be affirmed by his master.

Fang Zhuo huddled secretly behind the tree, watching the child who was so tired that he couldn't even hold the whip steady, and was still holding on, feeling anxious.

"Brother Ah San, do you have any secret medicine for cleansing the essence?"

Isn't there something in the novel, after eating it, you will be reborn, and you will be able to become the chosen one from the trash.

"Yes, the bottomless bottom."

It's Wuwanghai again... Fang Zhuo was a little timid, "Isn't there any other places? Is Yuan Mingzong so awesome?"

"No." 233 said, "A person's physique is innate. If you want to help him change his physique, you are going against the sky, and it will definitely be very difficult."

"I'll go!" He is not bad now, and there are so many treasures in the storage bag, so he is afraid of shit.

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Duan Lin fell to the ground exhausted after practicing the whip technique. When he raised his eyes, he saw a rabbit leg wrapped in paper with a strong fragrance not far away.

He got up and walked over, picked up the paper bag hesitantly, and opened it carefully.

The outer skin of the rabbit meat is very crispy at first glance, sprinkled with cumin, chili powder, and sesame seeds, just the smell can make people swallow.

Duan Rin held the rabbit's leg without moving, and tightly pursed her small mouth, but she still couldn't stop the tears from falling.

Just that small drop made Fang Zhuoxin, who was watching the live broadcast, twitch hard.

This is too pitiful, it's just two rabbit legs, so touched.

In the bamboo forest, the remaining rabbit meat has been cleaned up by several senior brothers, and there is only a rabbit head left, and no one wants to eat it.

Fang Zhuo sneered.

This rabbit head is marinated and then roasted according to the secret formula provided by the system. It is the essence of the whole rabbit.

Taking advantage of the effort to clean up the mess, he quietly wrapped the rabbit's head and hid it in the storage bag.

The senior brothers picked their teeth happily, "The junior brother is good at craftsmanship, the senior brother admires it."

Fang Zhuo swallowed silently, and smiled lightly, "I went out to practice when I was not bigu, I learned a thing or two, it's not worth mentioning."

Lou Xicheng tsk-tsk, "Junior Brother, you are being modest, the rabbit meat is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, it's so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue."

"Stop talking, I still want to eat what I said." Xu Qiubei swallowed and rubbed his hands again, with obvious meaning.

Fang Zhuo pretended not to understand, and shook his sleeves with downcast eyes, "I'll set off for Wuwanghai the day after tomorrow."

The brothers immediately exploded, "No, your injury is just right."

Fang Zhuo said, "There is something."

"What can you do!" Zhao Dongnian, who had been silent all this time, stood up hesitantly, "Your cultivation is not bad, but the sea monsters in that place are ferocious and there are huge numbers of them. You are looking for death!"

Fang Zhuo refused to enter, "I have made up my mind."

Lou Xicheng said, "If you insist on going, I will accompany you."

This brother is majoring in medical alchemy and has a delicate mind. If he really wants to go all the way together, it will be a matter of time before he reveals his secrets.

"I can do it alone." Fang Zhuo was full of confidence, among other things, he at least still had the system cheat.

"But you..."

"Brothers, there is no need to talk too much."

Several senior brothers tried to dissuade him one after another, but to no avail, they left worriedly.

The next night, Fang Zhuo rearranged the broken room where Duan Lin slept, and sneaked in again after he fell asleep.

"Are you sure he's not asleep?" He sat on the edge of the bed, more guilty than a thief.

233 affirmed, "He was tossing and turning on the bed before you came."

I didn't know, I thought it would hurt people if the bed was made fine.

Fang Zhuo was relieved, with a slight smile on his mouth, he gently brushed aside the child's forehead hair with his hands, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.

"Master is going on a long journey tomorrow, and the journey is dangerous, so I won't take you on the journey together."

He was a scheming group, and deliberately let out a long sigh, "I will let your brother Song stay in Wuwei Peak to take care of you. If you miss Master, use the bronze mirror to transmit sound."

The child on the bed had his eyes closed and pretended to be.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

He asked the system, "Is the data unresponsive?"

233 said no, "Maybe Duan Lin is not the protagonist at all, you have to expand the scope of your search."

During the day, through the system, Fang Zhuo almost went through all the information of the new disciples.

Except for Duan Rin, Song Qingjian was a bit suspicious.

Fang Zhuo, through the quilt, looked like a loving father who is old enough to have a son, gently patting the child's back, humming an unknown tune.

It is difficult for Duan Lin to fall asleep at night, closing his eyes is a nightmare.

But under the man's messy tone, he not only fell asleep, but also slept peacefully.When I woke up the next day, the owner of the courtyard had already left.

He sat on the bed and picked up the bronze mirror from the pillow.

Compared with last time, there is an extra golden tassel on the bronze mirror, which can be hung on the waist.

On the stone table in the yard, Song Qingjian was laying out breakfast when Duan Lin got up and took out a jade token from his sleeve.

This is the certificate for the disciples who have not bigu to go to the dining room to receive the meal.

"This is what the little uncle asked me to give you before he left."

Duan Lin took it, "Where is Master?"

Song Qingjian said, "Little uncle has gone to Wuwanghai, and he should be back in a few days."

The danger of Wuwanghai, even ordinary people who don't cultivate themselves, know how dangerous it is.

Duan Lin asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

Duan Lin lowered his eyes, clasped the bottom of the bowl, and ate quietly. When he was about to finish eating, he suddenly asked, "Brother Song likes Master?"

Song Qingjian smiled, "Go and ask, who in Yuan Mingzong doesn't like the little uncle. Although everyone is afraid of him, they are in awe of him."

Although Shen Su had never accepted an apprentice before Duan Rin, many people still sign up for him every year.

It is definitely the most popular among the several masters.

Duan Lin lowered his eyes and squeezed his chopsticks tightly, "It's useless to like it, he won't accept you."

Song Qingjian raised his eyebrows, "That's not necessarily true."

Fang Zhuo arrived at Wuwanghai two days later. The sea is boundless, the waves are magnificent, and the deep blue water makes people feel an inexplicable sense of tension.

He put the chicken cub on the chest to the shore, stuck a sound transmission symbol in the middle of its head, and wrapped a golden silkworm thread that could be long or short around its neck.

"Small it, when you receive the signal from Papa, you will fly to the sky with all your strength, you know, I will go back and eat the spirit insects for you."

The chicken cubs hopped their feet and fluttered their wings, probably meaning they were wrapped around me.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, took out the water-proof beads from the storage bag, put them in his mouth, and jumped into the water.

The sea water was icy cold, and the light got dimmer as he went down. Fortunately, the system turned on night vision for him.

The existence of Wuwanghai can be traced back to ancient times, and the things that live in it are not only fierce in temperament, but also very casual in appearance.

Several times, Fang Zhuo was almost frightened by those ugly faces and his legs cramped.

The sea was so deep that it took half an hour of free sinking to reach the bottom.

Fang Zhuo asked the system to turn on the live broadcast. The live broadcast range can reach a radius of 50 meters. Once a sea monster appears, the system will sound the alarm.

"What kind of thing is that?" Fang Zhuo asked.

"It should look like marrow-washing grass."

"..."

He closed his eyes calmly, and when he opened them again, he was already in the Hengtian Secret Realm.

In addition to being able to practice with sufficient aura in the secret realm, there are also many ancient books. Fang Zhuo turned over and over again, and finally found it.

It grows in a strange shape, has no grass at all, and the growth environment is very capricious.

With apprehension and uneasiness, Fang Zhuo finally saw the marrow-washing grass after avoiding countless sea monsters.

That thing looked like algae, but it was covered with thorns, and there were red balls on the thorns.

When the ball is touched, it will release venom. Once the venom disperses into the water and is inhaled by the human body, no matter what your cultivation level is, you will die.

TV dramas and novels are of great talent and beauty, how can they be like this!

I won't talk about the weird looks, why is he so vicious.

He took out his sword and poked into the root of the marrow-washing weed, prying it up together with the weed with great difficulty.

As soon as he picked up the rhizome and picked it up, his feet suddenly trembled.

On that side of the bottom of the sea, the slow rise visible to the naked eye, what a huge mutant monkfish.

Fang Zhuo has been frightened silly, okay?

This thing is ugly and fierce, with powerful teeth. The normal mini version is already scary, not to mention this is a super enlarged version!

Before he had time to escape, he was shaken down, and his eyes went black.

Fang Zhuo, "Swallowed???"

233, "Well, it seems so."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

The majestic peak master of the Yuan Ming sect was swallowed by a big fish, and if word spread, it would scare people's teeth away.

Fang Zhuo carefully put the marrow-washing grass into the storage bag, mobilized his spiritual power, squeezed the hilt of the sword and poked it down——

The big fish was in pain and vomited the person out.

It had a hole in its tongue, dripping with blood, and opened its mouth wide, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

Fang Zhuo frantically took out a sound transmission talisman and shouted at the top of his voice.

The chicken cub was nestling in a haystack on the bank basking in the sun, and was startled by his father's heart-piercing voice, soaring into the sky.

As soon as he was pulled out of the water, Fang Zhuo tore off the golden thread, released his sword, and stepped on it.

With the whistling of the wind in my ears, the flying birds were shoulder-to-shoulder. It was much more enjoyable than flying, and the speed was slightly faster than that of chickens. In less than a day, I arrived at the Zongmen.

He didn't stop, went to Xifeng, and asked the third senior brother to help him make alchemy.

It was evening when Duan Lin got the news of the man's return from Song Qingjian.

He looked down at the small bronze mirror hanging on his waist, tore it off, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

But one night passed, and the man did not return to Wuwei Peak.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day... still no one was seen.

Song Qingjian held his job bowl and looked puzzled, "Young Master Uncle is going to live in Xifeng, won't you come back?"

The child who was cooking rice paused and his eyes darkened.

On the seventh day, Fang Zhuo appeared.

As soon as he got close, he hugged Duan Lin tightly in his arms, "I miss me so much, are you going to be good at home with senior brother?"

Duan Rin was still not used to his touch, her whole body was stiff, but she didn't struggle, which was considered a big improvement.

Fang Zhuo was insanely happy, it really is the distance that creates beauty.

"Brother Ah San, do you have any data feedback?"

"No."

Fang Zhuo was not too disappointed, resisting the urge to kiss the big baby on the forehead, and picked him up.

Thinking that Song Qingjian might also be the protagonist, he freed up a hand and touched the boy's head, "It's been hard for you to take care of him these days."

Song Qingjian's hands trembled with excitement, "Young Master Uncle is serious, I should do it."

Fang Zhuo was frightened by his reaction, he was stunned for a while, and asked the system in fear, "Could it be him?"

233 said, "No data feedback has been received yet."

For some reason, Fang Zhuo felt relieved, or, subconsciously, he already favored the good boy as the protagonist.

This won't work, he can't influence his judgment on the protagonist because of his subjective liking, that's too unprofessional.

Fang Zhuo calmed down, put down the person in his arms, and then took out two wooden kites from the storage bag.

He bought it in a nearby town on his way back.

Song Qingjian's eyes brightened, "Thank you, little uncle."

Immediately after speaking, he mobilized spiritual power to inject it into it, and the wooden kite flapped its wings slowly and flew up.

Duan Lin looked at Muyuan in mid-air, then looked down at his own, and then turned to look at Fang Zhuo's side face.

Although he didn't smile, there was a little warmth in his eyes.

His fingers holding the wooden kite's wings tightened slightly, he glanced at the man's hand hanging by his side, and stretched out his little hand cautiously.

But at the moment the other party turned around, he flinched back in panic, and the tips of his ears immediately turned red.

Fang Zhuo squatted down and looked at the person carefully, he was clean, he seemed to be a little fatter, but his ears were red.

He squeezed his cheap hands, "Why are your ears so hot, do you have a fever?"

The child seemed to be humiliated, stared in horror, pushed the man's hand away, and ran away.

Fang Zhuo couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Song Qingjian was dumbfounded, the little uncle looks really good-looking, no wonder so many people want to marry him.

Realizing that the character design was almost broken, Fang Zhuo quickly restrained his expression, regretting so much that he wanted to slap himself twice.

You know, even in front of the senior brothers and the master who has already ascended, the number of times the original owner laughed is very few.

He straightened his face and looked down at the young man, "You've stayed in Wuwei Peak for a long time, so it's time to go back and see your master."

Song Qingjian didn't want to leave, but just wanted to stay, "Little uncle, I, I want to stay, can I?"

Fang Zhuo looked indifferent, "Impossible."

The young man was dejected, turning his head three times at a step, with reluctance written all over his face.

Holy crap, am I so attractive now?

Fang Zhuo frowned, "See his little eyes, are you sure you really don't have intimacy data?"

233,"Indeed not."

Fang Zhuo slapped his thigh, "Very good, Song Qingjian is out."

He stood up in a hurry, with his consciousness spreading out, he easily found the child who was standing under the big banyan tree in a daze.

Duan Lin squatted on the ground, took out a small bronze mirror from his sleeve, and touched the golden tassels.

Just as he was about to stuff it back into his sleeves, his body suddenly vacated.

In the blink of an eye, the foreground changed, and the person and clothes were thrown into the water together.

The water was boiled with the marrow-washing grass left over from alchemy. Duan Lin thumped a few times before realizing that he was sitting in the wooden barrel.

Fang Zhuo took off his obstructive robe and coat, put on a white coat, and sat in right after him.

He poured out the elixir and stuffed it directly into the child's mouth.

Duan Lin gulped down, and didn't think of fear until she swallowed.

Fang Zhuo saw his little expression, and knew that this guy must have misunderstood him again.

Unavoidably lowering his favorability, he quickly hugged him in his arms and comforted him, "This is made from marrow-washing grass, it's safe and non-toxic, so you can eat it with confidence."

The process of rebirth must be full of hardships and pains.

He quickly took off the child's clothes, and held him in his arms with his arms, "The process may be a bit painful, bear with it."

Before Duan Lin could think about it, a pain suddenly appeared in his body, and his eyes turned black.

Fang Zhuo looked down, he fainted, but his body began to struggle continuously, his face was quite painful.

That's all, what's even more frightening is that the child suddenly grows up!

Holy crap, what's the situation.

Fang Zhuo couldn't calm down anymore, "Brother Ah San, it's terrible, Duan Lin took the medicine and broke it."