Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Nanfeng majored in swords and was always cold in all seasons.

Especially when the top is capped, the disciples who have not yet formed alchemy will be frozen into dead dogs every minute.

Zhao Dongnian galloped all the way on his mount, his eyes were shining, and there was an earnest smile on his face.

On the other side of the light screen, Fang Zhuo scratched his face speechlessly. It didn't look like a discussion of countermeasures, but rather an announcement of good news.

233, "Let's take another look."

Zhao Dongnian rode his horse straight to the top of the peak, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't wait to walk into the main hall and push open the red blocking door.

"Second, guess who I just met?"

Yin Nan was meditating and didn't want to talk to him, so Zhao Dongnian said to himself, "Our little brother."

He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, raised his head and took a sip, mysteriously, "What do you think he was doing? He went to Biyun Tower to find the history of the ancestor's founding of the mountain, and I happened to bump into him."

Yin Nan opened his eyes and finally responded, "So what?"

Zhao Dongnian smiled, "In less than a month, my junior brother came out of Wuwei Peak three times, and they were all for the same person."

Yin Nan returned the aura flowing through the veins to his dantian, "That's his apprentice, as it should be."

Zhao Dongnian shook his head, "Then why didn't he accept apprentices before? Just accepted, and even accepted an ordinary person who didn't even have a spiritual root."

"What's wrong with ordinary people." Yin Nan snorted coldly. His aptitude was not good back then, so he gritted his teeth and made it through. "I know that kid. He passed all the tests with his drive and perseverance. He is a good man." child."

Zhao Dongnian chuckled, "It's not bad, that's why our little junior fell in love with him."

The tone was quite ambiguous, and Yin Nanzai couldn't tell that he was a fool, "You mean..."

"Child bride."

"Impossible, Junior Brother..." Halfway through the conversation, Yin Nan couldn't continue.

Little Junior Brother, he is cold and lonely, and he is still a cultivator. Unless necessary, he seldom leaves Wuwei Peak.

But now, not only does he make an exception to accept disciples, but he also personally goes to sea to find medicine for the young disciples, making alchemy without sleep...

Even before the master ascended to the ascension, the younger brother did not show such filial piety.

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Zhuo's mouth twitched, "These two have been empty nests for too long, their brains must be rusted."

233, "Cultivating immortality is not about cutting off love and desire, it's normal to gossip occasionally."

Fang Zhuo couldn't agree more with this statement.

I live for hundreds of thousands of years, except for eating and sleeping every day, and I practice. I don’t have a mobile phone or a computer, so I have to find some fun on my own.

Since the elder brother didn't doubt himself, Fang Zhuo didn't plan to watch it any more.

He looked up at the stone steps like a ladder to the sky, and the beautiful scenery around him, and decided to walk back.

The peak of inaction.

Song Qingjian saw early on that half of the junior uncle's Yujian fell on the mountainside, he stood respectfully at the gate of the small courtyard, waited for a while but no one came up, turned around and ran down.

After running far, I heard footsteps behind me.

Looking back, it was Duan Lin.

Probably because of washing the essence and cutting the marrow, this kid actually had a little more aura.

When walking, there is such a momentum of a tiger roaring, and the steps are unbelievably vigorous.

For some reason, Song Qingjian just didn't want to be compared to this kid, so he mobilized his aura and flew away, leaving him behind in an instant.

"Little uncle!" Song Qingjian waved his hand, smiling brightly, more enthusiastic than seeing his own father.

Fang Zhuo was taken aback by the sudden appearance, and quickly threw the wild fruit into the woods.

He nodded lightly, "Why did you come down?"

Song Qingjian said, "Come down to pick you up."

Fang Zhuo climbed up the steps, without further ado, Song Qingjian quietly followed behind, looking up at the cold back of the junior uncle, his heart was pounding and he was a little nervous.

"Do you have something to say?"

The man in front suddenly stopped and looked sideways.

Song Qingjian hesitated to speak, he had asked his master for instructions, and the master had already promised that as long as he could complete the daily training courses and get the approval of his junior uncle, he could go to Wuwei Peak to study with Duan Lin in his spare time.

The belly draft that I had typed in my heart before suddenly couldn't utter a word.

"Junior Martial Uncle, I can go to Wuwei Peak every day, with my Junior Brother..."

"Master."

The second half of Song Qingjian's words were completely overshadowed by this shout.

After coughing and yelling, the boy froze there, awkward, hesitant to speak.

The little stubborn donkey is here to apologize.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and gently touched the boy's head as he passed by.

Not to mention, the hair is as smooth as silk and feels great to the touch.

Duan Lin froze, her ears felt hot.

He raised his hand, lightly touched the top of the head touched by the man, and suddenly laughed, Master must have forgiven him.

Song Qingjian felt sore in his heart, he was so enthusiastic, but he couldn't compare to the boy's lukewarm "Master".

He restrained his emotions and followed.

Probably because of being hit, the uneasiness in my heart disappeared, and my speech became smoother.

"Little Uncle, can I go to Wuwei Peak to practice with Junior Brother Duan on weekdays? I have already asked Master for instructions, and he agreed."

Children, who doesn't like multiple playmates, especially children like Duan Lin who have been lonely since childhood.

Fang Zhuo, "Yes."

Duan Lin raised his head abruptly, his eyes widened, and his lips moved.

Take a look, the child was so happy that he was silly, Fang Zhuo twirled his fingers, and wanted to touch the boy's head again.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the person had already rushed eight feet forward.

Fang Zhuo was amused, "Is this crazy? Are you sorry to let me see?"

233,"Not necessarily."

After speaking, he took a real-time screenshot.

The boy's face was bathed in the warm light of the setting sun. It was supposed to be a beautiful picture, but because of his ferocious expression, it turned into a scary picture.

His eyes are gloomy, his jaw is tense, he is not happy, he clearly wants to eat people.

Fang Zhuo's little heart was frightened and his heart pounded, but he felt relieved in an instant.

Duan Lin's mood swings are so big, but there is no leakage of demonic energy. Either the demon species is not yet mature, or Duan Lin can control it.

The group of three returned to the courtyard, Fang Zhuo said, "Duan Rin, come here."

This is the first time Duan Lin has approached this new room, and the layout inside is quite luxurious, which is very different from the previous one.

He looked down at the ground, "What orders does Master have?"

Fang Zhuo glanced at him, and first set up a barrier to prevent eavesdropping.

He motioned the boy to sit on the futon together, "Do you know what's in your body?"

Duan Lin froze for a moment, "I don't know."

Fang Zhuo threw him the stolen bamboo slips, then closed his eyes, and observed the movement of the young man's aura with his heavenly eyes.

After working hard for a long time, I didn't see anything.

The demon species is a hanger, and it is impossible to peek even with the eyes of the sky.

If it is an ordinary demon cultivator, even if he has cultivated to a certain level, he can see the demonic energy in his dantian without opening his eyes.

The homeowner frowned, "Brother Ah San, can the thermal map be displayed?"

233 said, "I'll try."

As the system sound disappeared, Fang Zhuo's vision changed.

On the young man's body, the places where the blood flows are all orange, and the color of the viscera is red.

And his lower dantian is indeed sapphire blue, and in the center of the sapphire blue, there is a seed the size of a fingertip, which is dark blue, and it is a demon seed.

The demon species was wrapped in a dark purple mist and lived in seclusion.

The cloud of mist was very quiet, motionless, Fang Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the sharp edge of the sword was pressed against the boy's neck.

In an instant, the devilish energy swelled, tending to spread towards the limbs and bones.

It seems that this thing will only wake up when the life of the host is threatened. Maybe the little apprentice suddenly grows tall, which is also related to this.

Probably because of the misunderstanding last time, knowing that Master would not really hurt him, the boy didn't even frown.

"Master?"

Fang Zhuo withdrew his sword, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.

The last time it was just the pain of being reborn, the demon species was stimulated to wake up.

If he goes out to practice in the future, encounters danger, and the devilish energy leaks out, the identity of the brat will be exposed in minutes.

At that time, those so-called decent people will attack together, even if he has a high level of cultivation, he won't be able to support the entire cultivation world.

Really annoying.

Fang Zhuo stretched out his right hand that was bitten before.

The fingers are slender and white, with well-defined muscles and bones. There is a circle of obvious dark red tooth marks on the index finger, which is set off by the white skin, making it look abrupt.

Fang Zhuo said softly, "You bit it."

Duan Lin has some vague memories of the time when he was in a coma.

He opened his mouth, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, this disciple realizes his mistake."

Sincerely, this is not the only thing I apologize for.

Fang Zhuo stared at the round bun on the top of the boy's head, feeling a little itchy, "It's also my fault that I didn't make it clear, which caused you to misunderstand."

The boy's head was buried even lower, and his breathing was short of breath, probably because he was angry at himself.

There is a fatherly smile on Fang Zhuo's face, not to mention the altitude grass, even if the sky picks the moon for you, it is worth it.

"There is no need to mention the past. I called you here and want to tell you something."

Duan Lin blinked, forcing back tears.

Fang Zhuo pointed at the back of his hand, "Read the bamboo slips first."

Duan Lin unfolded the bamboo slips, his fingers tightened, and his voice was embarrassed and aggrieved, "Master, this disciple is illiterate."

Fang Zhuo, "...it's my teacher's negligence."

He took the bamboo slips and picked out the content to read.

The man's voice flowed through his heart like a gurgling spring, and the young man turned his head to look over.

There was no expression on that face, the black eyelashes fluttered occasionally, the bridge of the nose was like a peak, and the lips were untouched and vermilion.

His heart skipped a beat, and it beat fast again, remembering what he had inadvertently heard from chatting with other disciples before——

The little uncle looks really good-looking.

Master looks not only good-looking, but also agreeable.

Eyebrows, mouth and nose, every part is pleasing to the eye.

Strangely, he had seen this face many times before, but never felt this way.

Duan Lin was taken aback by this thought, quickly lowered his head, followed by a knock on the head, "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Understood." Duan Lin felt guilty and did not dare to raise his head.

Fang Zhuo said, "The demon seed is in your dantian."

Duan Lin's scorching cheeks cooled down quickly, and she was shocked.

"No, it's impossible, I'm just an ordinary person."

That's right, this is a normal reaction, Fang Zhuo looked serious, and asked a very mentally retarded question, "Do you have memories of your babyhood?"

system,"……"

Duan Rin, "No."

His heart was beating loudly, and he clenched his fists quietly.

Master said just now that once the demon seed grows, if the cultivation and character are not enough, it is easy to be controlled by the demon energy and fall into the demon way.

Duan Lin suddenly understood, "Master knew from the beginning that the demon was planted on me, so he accepted me as a disciple..."

"And you wanted to kill me before, because you were afraid that I would do evil in the future and cause harm to the common people?"

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Silly boy, your former master accepted you as a spare food and killed you because he was dying and wanted to use your demon seed to continue his life.

Fang Zhuo was afraid that the child would get into trouble, so he pulled him over and gave him a firm hug.

"The master really went into a madness before..." He sighed annoyedly, and gently stroked the disciple's head, "You have to remember, as long as you have justice and the world in your heart, and you are firm in your heart, the demon species will not be able to do it." Control you."

Duan Lin's arms were stiff, and finally landed on the man, tightly clutching the thin outer shirt, as if the warmth would slip away as soon as he let go.

It was rare for the young man to cooperate, Fang Zhuo smiled lightly, and was about to let go when the system suddenly popped out.

"Duan Rin is the protagonist."

Fang Zhuo was shocked, "The deceitful person was struck by lightning."

233,"I didn't lie to you."

[Intimacy value: half a star. 】

Fang Zhuo's eyeballs almost popped out, his heart was sore and swollen, it was not in vain for him to be desperate.

Only then did he get excited, and retracted his arm forcefully, the force seemed to want to embed a person into his body.

That little fool Duan Lin didn't struggle, as if he was being abused, the tighter the man hugged him, the happier and warmer he felt.

But the warmth didn't last long.

Fang Zhuo adjusted his breathing to calm down, pushed the person away, and gave an education.

When you are in danger, you must remain calm and not lose control of your emotions. Just call out to the small bronze mirror, and Master will be there whenever you call.

Duan Lin kept it in mind, and asked something else, "Does Master really want to keep Senior Brother Song?"

This topic is a bit too jumpy, Fang Zhuo nodded, "Cultivating with him will be beneficial to you."

Duan Lin said, "I want to practice with Master."

"When I practice, I let out my aura, which can easily hurt you. When you reach the golden core stage, you can practice with me."

After Fang Zhuo finished talking, he thought of something, took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and handed it to the young man.

Duan Rin held it in his hands and backed out.

As soon as the door was closed, Fang Zhuo picked up the bamboo slip again.

The more I look back, the more doubts I have in my heart.

Fang Zhuo told the system, "Brother, I'm not mistaken, it said that the demons feed on blood, not choose people to live in, and they don't recognize their masters. Once swallowed, they will automatically parasitize... "

But after the original owner swallowed it, the demon species not only did not parasitize, but also made him go mad, and then got back into Duan Lin's dantian by itself afterwards.

"There is something wrong with this information." Fang Zhuo read it again from the beginning, and it was indeed not that he misunderstood it.

He asked, "233, can you find out who wrote this bamboo slip?"

233 said, "It's written on the back."

Fang Zhuo turned over and saw that real Taiyi... this is the originator of Yuan Mingzong!

As far as he knew, when the demon species was born, this ancestor wasn't even a fertilized egg.

People haven't been born yet, where did he know these things?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he became, Fang Zhuo yelled, "This thing is not made up by the ancestor himself!"

twenty one,"……"

The more Fang Zhuo thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high, and it was really a crime.

I don't know if the ancestors who ascended to the upper realm would be so angry if they knew that what they wrote casually killed their great-great-great disciples.

Fang Zhuo took the bamboo scrolls and hid the scroll handles under the pillow, "The original owner's death is really unjust."

233 snorted coldly, "If he doesn't die, Duan Lin will die."

That's right, according to the urine nature of the original owner, it will be a matter of time before Duan Lin is killed.

Fang Zhuo slapped his hands, he died so well, he died so loudly.

He lowered his head and touched his dantian, good brother, wait a little longer, when I light up five stars, you will be able to fly to your real master.