The whole world of cultivating immortals is afraid of my chicken soup

"Ze'er, how is Chen'er? Has it gotten better?"

The visitor was dressed in a dark blue wide-sleeved robe, calm and majestic, embroidered with a golden bamboo unicorn, which made the visitor more dignified and compelling, his face was upright, and his fortitude carried a sense of majesty.

The footsteps were hasty, obviously he came here in a hurry and hadn't rested for a while, his expression was anxious, and he could see that he was very worried.

The man who was sitting by the bed and took care of him got up, and when he saw the man, he hurriedly shouted, "Father!"

It was Lou Ze, the eldest son of the lord of the Misty Sect, "Ah Chen's condition is getting worse and worse, and his damaged meridians must be repaired as soon as possible, otherwise Ah Chen will not know whether he can continue to practice..."

The young man who spoke was wearing a plain snow brocade suit, a long gown with jade, a cloud-patterned necklace was tied lightly around his waist, and his long black hair was tied up with green bamboo and jade hairpins. temperament.

He raised his head, his face was as beautiful as jade, and his appearance was gentle and elegant, which was really the posture of heaven and man, but at this time, his expression was also anxious and worried, his beautiful sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were sad.

"Father, we can't wait any longer. Ah Chen has been lying in bed for half a month. It's really impossible if we don't save him. Father, I beg you! Save Brother Chen..."

"Ze'er, what are you doing, get up quickly! Dad thinks of a way, Dad will definitely find a way to save Chen'er, and you also take the time to comfort your mother, she is not in good health, now... oh-"

Before Lou Zhao finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, and the father and son who hadn't fallen down showed tired faces, obviously exhausted from running around for a long time in the past half month.

"My child understands."

While speaking, the young man lying in the brocade tent carved with pineapple wood slowly woke up, and raised his eyelids with difficulty, "Father, brother."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time that his voice was hoarse and weak, coupled with that pale face, it aroused pity even more.

"Ah Chen! How are you, Ah Chen?"

"Chen'er? How do you feel? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Lou Chen has been in a coma for four or five days. Ever since he was injured and poisoned, he has been in a coma for longer each time. He is extremely talented. He can clearly feel these things. He has no strength in his hands. He can feel Seeing his elder brother's fingers holding his palm tightly, he couldn't exert any strength to hold him back.

He looked at Lou Ze who was always by his side, forced a smile, "Father, brother, you have worked hard."

"Ah Chen!" Lou Ze was originally a soft-hearted person, and he had a good relationship with his brother on weekdays, which was so enviable, now that something happened to his brother, how could he not be sad?

"Chen'er, don't be afraid, father will definitely find a way to cure you. My son is the proud son of heaven, with extraordinary talent, he will never be let down here. Being a father will never let you have trouble!"

After Lou Zhao finished tucking the quilt for Lou Chen, he walked away quickly with a solemn expression, Lou Ze stepped forward and held Lou Chen's hand, "Ah Chen, hold on, Dad and I will definitely find a way, Ah Mother is still waiting for you, so don't give up."

"Brother, how long have I been asleep this time?"

"Four days."

Lou Chen closed his eyes tiredly, "Don't worry brother, I can hold on, I can do it."

He said that Lou Ze felt so sad that he wanted to cry. Lou Chen is a rare talent in cultivating immortals in the whole world of cultivating immortals. With a single day's spiritual root, he absorbed Qi into his body at the age of four. Even a Ling Ye might not be able to compare, but it is precisely because of this genius's cultivation level that Lou Chen has been targeted by people from all walks of life since he was born.

Always in a dangerous vortex, isn't it? Not long after the foundation was established at the age of 16, people from the magic cultivator came to the door. If Lou Zhao hadn't arrived in time, Lou Chen might have died at that time.

It also shows how sensational a single Tianlinggen is in the current world, and all parties are eyeing it with fear.

Once a genius falls, the whole world of cultivating immortals is not without rumors. When He Bai received Linghe's letter of invitation, he frowned uncontrollably. The price is to enter Misty Sect and destroy Lou Chen.

At that time, Lu Xingran, who was six years old, was still lying in his arms and taking a nap, snoring like a piglet. He Bai lowered his eyes to look at the child in his arms, with slightly curved lips, he stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Xingran's fair and tender face , but his tone was as cold as ever, "Get up."

Lu Xingran was a light sleeper, He Bai pinched him and soon woke up, sat up and rubbed his eyes in a daze, "Liger?"

He Bai glanced at him, "I'm six years old, why can't I speak clearly, call me Shizun."

Lu Xingran woke up for a while, and hurriedly flattered him, "Master, Master, Master~"

Modern people, who the hell is still called Shizun?It sounds like the second child is dead, right?

However, Lu Xingran dared to complain in his heart. He had traveled to this world for six years, and later realized that he had read a slapstick novel he had read. There are a lot of big shots, and he doesn't dare to offend any of them.

However, time passed too slowly. It has been six years. Except for the two masters and senior brothers, he has never heard of them, let alone met them.

Looking at his expression, He Bai knew that this little apprentice didn't know what he was thinking about, so he rubbed his head, "I'm going to find your senior brother, we're going on a long trip."

Lu Xingran nodded, responded obediently, and ran away with his calves.

While running far away, I thought in my heart that the progress in the novel follows the protagonist. In the book, Lu Xingran is a passionate and sunny cannon fodder second senior brother. Later, he even blocked the demon king's sword willingly to save the protagonist. hang up.

Lu Xingran, who came through the book, didn't want to be so stupid. Although he liked the protagonist Shou in the book, he was innocent and kind-hearted, but if you want him to die for the Lord Shou——

Duck don't need it, old man~

Although he has been here for six years, he has been looking for a way to get back, but he has no clue for six years. It is better to live in this world of cultivating immortals. Anyway, the master and the senior brother are very good to him, and he looks so good. Looks good, right?

The six-year-old Lu Xingran has already absorbed Qi into his body, and has officially entered the journey of cultivating immortals. His talent is not as abnormal as the others, but he can be regarded as excellent. He has the dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and it is very pure. The meaning of disgust, Lu Xingran felt that He Bai had already raised him as his son, even if he was a useless spiritual root, He Bai would probably use the treasures of heaven and earth to pour him into the golden core.

"Brother~Brother~Brother~Brother!~"

Trotting all the way up Xiaoyao Peak in a hurry, Shen Hanxi, the elder brother who is five years older than Lu Xingran, is listening to the second elder's lecture.

The second elder with white hair and childlike face was so angry that he dropped the jade slip, "Lu Xingran!"

"Old man~ Hehehe~ Second Elder, here I come!!!" As he spoke, he jumped into the arms of Second Elder like a little bird, like a small bomb.

The cursing Second Elder's expression froze, but he subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him.

"Little ancestor, I am giving lectures! Why are you here again?!"

[The author has something to say: At the beginning of writing this article, I didn’t have much experience. In fact, many parts of the character design collapsed. The writing style is not good. Everyone laughs at it. Thank you readers for reading my article

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