At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

The immortals of Jiuchongtian are divided into two categories, one is the great power who ascended in the era of cultivation, and the other is the immortal body conceived by Jiuchongtian itself.

No matter what kind of gods they are, they need to go through various trials and tribulations, whether they go to the world to experience disasters, or go to danger to survive, it's just a chance.

Mr. Polaris has gone down to earth more than once, and his identities are also very different. Even though he was conceived by Jiuchongtian, he developed incomparable feelings for the human world. Those small but inconspicuous feelings eroded his coldness little by little. heart of.

He thought that the immortals of Jiuchongtian didn't need feelings, but after experiencing it, he realized that those inconspicuous years in his long life had become a lifetime he could never forget.

"The first reincarnation was in Shijing. Because of my birth, the town was snowed all the year round, and it was unbearably cold," Mr. Polaris casually talked about the past, "The world doesn't like this kind of weather. Many poor people will not survive the spring."

Xiao Baiyan recalled the scene when he went to the secret realm for the first time in a trance, nodded with deep sympathy, and said, "I have seen many people freeze to death in the secret realm. It would be great if I could deliver food sooner." .”

Mr. Polaris laughed lightly, and said in surprise, "You have been to a secret place in the world at such a young age?"

"Of course, I've been there twice!" Xiao Baiyan raised his chest proudly, "I've also been to the world, met many people, and helped them grow food and build dams... I believe they are real , Mr. Polaris, not all the secrets are fake, right?"

The Taishang Laojun said that the secret realm was full of illusions, so he told him not to believe it, but Xiao Baiyan was extremely convinced of what he saw. Those displaced people, children in scanty clothes, they were all warm, real people.

Xiao Baiyan believes that in some corner of the world, there are also such a group of people who are suffering, and he is willing to help.

A look of sadness flashed across the eyes of Mr. Polaris. He has never been to the human world for a long time, and he has never experienced the secret realm of the human world.

"It's true," Mr. Polaris said, "The secret realm of the human world is based on the human world. Everything you experienced happened in the human world. We will forget it, and the human world will forget it, but the secret realm will not."

"It is the tears of the times and an unforgettable history."

Xiao Baiyan squatted down beside Mr. Polaris, resting his chin with both hands, but he didn't dare touch the ice bench with his butt.The ice stool was really too cold, and he didn't know why Mr. Polaris could endure it, and the ice stool could behave so well that it wouldn't melt.

"Mr. Polaris has not forgotten." Xiao Baiyan looked at the lifelike small wine shop, his black eyes were shining brightly. He heard that there are many shops like this in the world, selling wine, clothes, and even various shops. Planting delicious food is much more lively than Jiuchongtian.

If he had experienced it himself, he would not easily forget it.

"How could I forget..." Mr. Polaris smiled and shook his head. Even though 10,000+ years are long, they are too lonely. He was conceived in the vast white snow in his life, and he can remember the few footprints on it clearly. , not to mention the years in the world.

It is said that the way of heaven favors the gods, and if he wants to see it, the most favored one is the human world.In just a few decades, I have tasted the ups and downs of life and death, whether it is obsession or bitterness, each has its own taste.

Mr. Polaris patted Xiao Baiyan on the shoulder, and said, "If you have the opportunity to go to the human world, if you want to do it, be the most wanton young man, throw away the magic of immortality, and live a good life."

"I will!" Xiao Baiyan clenched his fist and answered seriously.

In the live broadcast room, the audience felt inexplicably sad after watching this scene.

"Actually, Mr. Polaris is also homesick. There is no small wine shop now, there is nothing left."

"I also feel that being a human is very happy, especially in our era, where there is no famine, no floods, and no need to think about wars. Every day is happy to eat, drink and have fun. Although I am a social animal, I am still a little bit happy."

"Yes, we can only say that we were born well. In the past few decades, we will have to suffer more..."

"It will be better in the future," Xiao Baiyan's immature voice was soft and waxy, but full of determination, "Grandpa said, the days are getting better and better, I can still become richer, and I will definitely be able to save money. A courtyard made of star soil!"

"Ang! Zai Zai is right, life is getting better and better."

"That's right, look at Zai Zai, a poor little boy who couldn't get a single spirit stone back then, but now he's a little landlord!"

"Star soil can be saved, but Zai Zai must keep an eye on the little ginseng, don't let it steal it anymore—"

The "little landlord" covered his chest with the little ginseng poking his head, and solemnly agreed: "If you steal the star soil again, I will send it to the Arctic Palace, and you are not allowed to go back."

The little ginseng froze immediately, and hid listlessly in little Baiyan's jacket, not daring to say anything: "Baiyan, you have changed! You are so bad, the Arctic Palace is so cold, it will freeze me to death... …snort!"

The falling snowflakes gradually stopped, Xiao Baiyan stretched out his hand to grab a handful of snowflakes, looked at them and licked them, and immediately shivered from the ice.

"It's not sweet." Xiao Baiyan smacked his lips, patted the snow off his hands, and reminded regretfully, "It's astringent. Don't eat it, Mr. Polaris. The snow here is not as delicious as in the world."

Mr. Polaris snapped his fingers, and the snowflakes floated down profusely and piled on Xiao Baiyan's palm.

"Try again." Mr. Polaris said with a smile.

Xiao Baiyan tried it suspiciously, and was immediately pleasantly surprised: "It's sweet! Mr. Polaris, you are so amazing."

Mr. Polaris raised his brows slightly, it was just a trick to him, but if this little guy likes it, he can make Jiuchongtian fall a sweet first snow.

Before Lord Polaris could propose, there was a commotion outside the Arctic Palace.

Taiyin Xingjun's displeased voice came in: "Are you acting like a demon again? If my candlesticks freeze to death, you can't afford Beibei!"

Mr. Polaris coughed twice, completely dispelling the idea. Mr. Taiyin Xing squeezed the Dao Fajue and walked in. Looking at the strong wine in front of Mr. Polaris, his resentment disappeared immediately: "Bai Yan is really generous, and all the good wine is so generous. It's cheap for you."

"Taiyin Xingjun, is the Candleheart going to freeze to death?" Xiao Baiyan asked worriedly, "Didn't you set up a spiritual formation? Seedlings are the most resistant to freezing."

"Not yet," Taiyin Xingjun sighed, "but if the North Pole becomes sad again, the entire Jiuchongtian will suffer, and he is the only one who can bear the ice and snow."

Every time Mr. Polaris leaves the customs, the temperature of Jiuchongtian will be lowered once. It must be known to everyone, so that Mr. Polaris' reputation can almost be compared with the four emperors.

Xiao Baiyan thought of the candlesticks in the yard, and planned to go back first.

It was really cold outside, and many gods came out for a stroll, chatting in groups of twos and threes, and Xiao Baiyan heard the name of Lord Polaris from it, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

At this time, some gods stopped him and asked, "Xiao Baiyan, I heard that you want to learn alchemy?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Baiyan blinked, and immediately denied, "Nothing, I don't learn alchemy, alchemy is too difficult."

"Then you blew up Taiyin Xingjun's stove?" The gods who heard it around couldn't help laughing, "Well done, I learned alchemy for the first time, and I also blew up a lot of alchemy stoves."

"..."

Xiao Baiyan was a little embarrassed. His private desire to make alchemy was spread like this. Although he was young, he still wanted to save face, so he couldn't help but said angrily: "I didn't mean to ruin it... ..."

It is obvious that Taiyin Xingjun's alchemy furnace is of poor quality, and it will break if it is touched lightly!

"Alchemy is not that easy, take your time, if you want to be a teacher, you can come to me," Yuan Tai Xianjun said, "Although I only know a little bit, I can teach you a thing or two."

"I can do it too. As long as Bai Yan brings more good wine, I can teach you anything."

"Alchemy still depends on talent..."

Xiao Baiyan suddenly realized, his eyes widened angrily, and he complained: "You are not trying to teach me how to make alchemy, but you are just trying to trick me into drinking!"

The gods around all laughed, "You see through all this? If you want to learn alchemy, you should learn from Laojun, but Laojun has confiscated his apprentices for tens of thousands of years. Why don't Bai Yan feel wronged and learn from us. "

Xiao Baiyan was stunned for a moment, a little moved, but when he remembered the large number of spirit stones sent out because of the alchemy furnace, he stopped thinking instantly.

"No, no, no need," Xiao Baiyan sighed melancholy, "The alchemy furnace is too fragile, it will break if you touch it, I can't afford it."

"..."

Bai Yan, who was born with a sense of urgency at a young age, bid farewell under the regretful eyes of the immortals. When he reached the corner, he was suddenly pulled aside by a small hand, and the two little guys hid in the grass with their heads squeezed together.

"Bai Yan, do you want to learn alchemy?" Wan Ding asked curiously.

Xiao Baiyan blinked, looked Wan Ding up and down, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Wan Ding, why are you bald? You're still hiding here... Why are we hiding?"

The gods in Jiuchongtian are very friendly, so they will not discriminate against Wan Ding because he is the spirit of the magic weapon. Xiao Baiyan got up and tried to pull Wan Ding up, but Wan Ding held him firmly.

"I... I'm going to hide anyway, don't let the old man find out," Wan Ding said sadly, "I don't want to be bald either, it's ugly to be bald, Bai Yan, do you think I'm ugly?"

Xiao Baiyan looked at the face that was exactly like him, and the bald head on it, and held back for a long time before saying, "It's not ugly, I look good."

The audience in the live broadcast room were simply amused. The spirit of the magic weapon of Wanding Furnace could be a tough guy, who would ask someone if he is ugly in front of the righteous master...of course he is not ugly!

"Zai: If I say ugly, don't I want to be ugly too? I won't allow it!"

"Brother Wan Ding is a little silly, hahahaha, but it can be seen that the cub is cute even with a bald head, and he is not ugly at all."

"Not ugly, not ugly, if you say you are ugly, isn't it also calling my cub ugly in disguise? No way!"

Xiao Baiyan really couldn't appreciate the bald hairstyle, he couldn't help touching the bun, and comforted him in a low voice: "It will grow back, brother Wan Ding, you are still young."

Wan Ding pursed his lips, a little aggrieved: "It was burned by real fire, I'm afraid it won't grow back... I, I don't want to be a bald monk!"

That's horrible……

Xiao Baiyan was both rejoicing and afraid, luckily he didn't learn alchemy, blowing up the alchemy furnace to pay for spirit stones is a small matter, but burning his hair out is a big deal.

"No," Xiao Baiyan reassured patiently, "Brother Wan Ding, your hair will definitely grow back. Taishang Laojun is best at alchemy. Let him give you a few pills later, and you will be able to grow hair." Get your hair out."

Just in case, Xiao Baiyan added another sentence: "Even if you are a bald monk, it's good. I heard that there is a monk named Tang Seng in the world. He is very popular. Everyone likes him!"

"Really?" Wan Ding's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt relieved, "It's true that Laojun can make alchemy, and I can do it too. Bai Yan, do you want to learn? I can teach you!"

Xiao Baiyan hesitated for a moment, feeling in a trance that his cognition had gone wrong. Brother Wan Ding was younger than him, so he had already learned alchemy?Sure enough, he has no talent for alchemy.

Wan Ding pulled Xiao Baiyan out of the grass, raised his hand and pinched the Dao Fa Jue, his whole body was immediately identical to what Xiao Baiyan was wearing.

"Do you still need to learn alchemy? Let me find the place for you!"

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