Kuaichuan is pampered and coquettish

It has been more than a month since Nan Lichuan started to practice, but he still can't sense the spiritual force of heaven and earth to attract Qi into his body, and if he can't even do the most basic entry, he will only become a burden to the master.

Rong Shu lowered his eyelashes, and said in a quiet voice, "You are still young, so it's normal for you to be inferior to other people in understanding. The journey of cultivating immortality is not smooth sailing, you must encounter some setbacks, and you can achieve greatness only after going through tempering."

Although Nan Lichuan's cultivation has not made any progress during this period, he has learned a lot from practicing calligraphy and reading books every day, and he can also understand Rongshu's teachings.

"If you compare the way of heaven to water and all living beings to fish, you can choose to go upstream, but you are still in the water. Your talent is destined from birth. If you refuse to accept it, you can go against the sky, or you can conform to it." The way of heaven is gradually cultivated, and all the results depend on the choices you make."

As Rong Shu said this, his eyes fell on Nan Lichuan's immature face, and there was a half-understanding look on the other side's face, and then he remembered that the person listening to him was just a seven-year-old child.

He paused, "Do you understand what I just said?"

Nan Lichuan nodded, "Then my talent is not good, how should I go against the sky?"

Rong Shu propped his chin, and said seriously, "Going against the sky is a shortcut, and this road is extremely dangerous, and if you don't pay attention, you will die. If you can't even overcome this little setback, why don't you get rid of it?" Talk about going against the sky."

Nan Lichuan was startled, and he frowned slightly, as if he was a little sad.

"If you don't have enough talent, you can only put in more effort. At the same time, opportunities are also very important on the way to immortality. Being a teacher can give you the best resources. You just need to practice step by step." Rong Shu took out A Qiankun bag was stuffed to Nan Lichuan, "The most taboo of cultivating immortals is to be eager for quick success, and laying a solid foundation step by step is the most effective way of cultivation."

Nan Lichuan nodded. Hearing what Rong Shu said, his originally depressed mood suddenly improved a lot. At the same time, he was very grateful that the other party did not dislike his poor talent and was willing to provide him with the best resources.

He thought for a while, spread his short legs and threw himself on Rong Shu, and buried his head in his arms shyly, "I will practice hard, and I also want to become as strong as Master."

Rong Shu rubbed his head, and said dotingly, "I will be in your honor after I become a teacher."

After all, he is the male protagonist, his thighs are thicker than pillars.

Nan Lichuan became even more shy when he heard this.

After coaxing the child away, Rong Shu noticed that there was still a person standing beside him. The person did not interrupt the conversation with Nan Lichuan from the beginning to the end, but just stayed quietly aside.

The young man looked at him with a half-smile, "My brother likes that kid very much."

"..." Rong Shu felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw his expression, he paused when he was about to push open the palace door, he pursed his lips with a calm expression

He said, "He is my apprentice, so I naturally want to treat him well."

"Oh? Really?" The young man took a step forward towards Rongshu, subconsciously took a step back towards Convenience, he tilted his head and smiled harmlessly, "Brother, why are you so nervous? Is it because I'm afraid that I will see that the child looks similar to your Junshang?" Where? Or are you afraid that I will expose the matter?"

Rong Shu's face changed, and he looked up at the young man in red in front of him, "What do you want to do?"

The young man saw that the other party made a retreat, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was happy with his success or the distortion and jealousy that Rong Shu didn't care about him, "very

Simple and won't make you hard.

He picked his lips, "I know that my brother said that he likes me and wants to become a fairy with me, but it was just to coax me into bed. I also know that my brother's heart is not on me, but from now on, I will never leave. By your side, I want to marry you, brother?"

Rongshu knew every word in the young man's words, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together. Rongshu subconsciously opened his eyes wide, but he still remembered that he couldn't collapse his personality. He tried his best to maintain the emotion on his face. The client was too scumbag, and this deceived mermaid was too infatuated.

But after thinking about it, Rong Shu felt that he was also miserable.

"I can give my brother a day to think about it." The young man showed a considerate smile.

Rong Shu almost thoughtlessly asked, "Can I just stay in the dormitory alone and think quietly?"

The young man paused when he heard the words, suppressed the unhappiness in his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips very naturally, "Of course, brother, does it still hurt?"

Rong Shu, "...doesn't hurt."

After discussing with the young man, Rong Shu walked into the hall and closed the door directly.

He originally planned to arrange for the other party to live farther away, but the other party seemed to have understood his thoughts and refused to make any concessions, so Rong Shu could only let him live in a side hall that was closer.

The bed that was soiled last night has been tidied up by the sharks, and new bedding and pillows have been put on, but there is no way to erase what happened.

As soon as Rong Shu returned to this dormitory, he would think of some bad things. He raised his hand to reveal the tooth marks on his wrist that were bitten by the merman this morning. The wound had scabbed over, but he couldn't directly remove it with spells. .

Although he didn't get the exact information, Rong Shu also probably knew about the bad things about the client, such as provoking a mermaid who has royal blood and can completely suppress him, or that the other party likes Jun Ningfei... ..

But the little apprentice he just accepted still looks a little like Jun Ningfei, but others thought he couldn't let go and couldn't get it, so they found a substitute.

Rong Shu is like one head and two big ones.

If he doesn't agree to marry the shark, the other party might expose Nan Lichuan's affairs, and if his collusion with the shark is revealed, Jun Ningfei will probably let him die directly.

If they agreed, wouldn't the Mermaids do whatever they wanted after getting married?

According to the book, mermaids are the most obscene-evil race, and if they really get married by then, Rong Shu feels that his kidneys may not be enough.

The production steps of the incense are not complicated. Rong Shu received the finished product that night, and the light smoke wafted from the exquisite gold chishou incense burner. It has a very quiet and pleasant fragrance.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the effect of this incense is better than he imagined, because the cultivation level of the original body is already very high, and the general medicine pills and formations that assist cultivation do not have much effect on him, and he smelled it. After smelling this incense, I suddenly feel refreshed, and the eight meridians are more unobstructed.

Although the effect is very small, but after a long time, the effect it can play is also very good. I am practicing every breath. If such a treasure is discovered by the outside world, it will definitely be fought over.

Rong Shu put away the remaining incense, took a bath and went to bed to rest.

Immortal cultivators generally do not dream, but if they do dream, it means that there is an obsession in the heart or a sign of madness.

This was the first time Rong Shu had a dream after transmigrating into this world.

In his dream, he walked through a bustling street, surrounded by rouge stalls, fruit stalls and steamed bun stalls. Those hawkers were trying their best to attract customers. Rong Shu noticed that those people paid with Lingshi Fragments, so this should be the realm of comprehension, not the world of ordinary people.

He felt that his consciousness was very clear, but he didn't know how to wake up.

Rong Shu wanted to find a passerby to ask where this was, but his fingertips pierced through the sleeve of the other person. He was slightly taken aback, but the people around him couldn't see him, so they passed right through him.

He looked around, and finally his eyes stopped on a monk in white. The man approached step by step. Rong Shu looked at the man's face and widened his eyes in surprise.

Because the other party had a face that was [-]-[-]% similar to Jun Ningfei, but the appearance of the white-clothed monk in front of him was obviously more immature, and his eyes were cold and calm, but he was much more lively than the desolation and darkness of later generations.

The monk in white raised his eyes suddenly, and looked directly at Rong Shu. Before he could be surprised, Fang Fang strode forward, passed through Rong Shu's body, and held the hand of the person behind him.

Rong Shu was stunned for a moment, he thought this person could see him.

The monk in white, who looked exactly like Jun Ningfei, reached out to straighten the man's somewhat messy hair, his dark eyes softened, "Didn't you be told to stay in the inn? Why did you come out?"

The man looked like a young boy, his face was as gorgeous as a mural, his face was pale and sickly, he bent his eyebrows, "I have to go on the road again tomorrow, I want to buy some pastries and stay on the way to satisfy my hunger."

After speaking, the two walked around the street side by side, Rong Shu followed them all the time, the boy bought a lot of food, and the monk in white followed very consciously to pay for it.

Rong Shu noticed that the expression of the monk in white was still calm, but a person's eyes could not be fooled, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the person cared about the boy.

He didn't know why he had this dream, and he was also curious about who this white-clothed monk who looked similar to Jun Ningfei was.

The picture changed without warning, and what he saw was an almost endless sea, and he was standing on a small reef, with a pile of extinguished but still smoking firewood scattered in front of him. The monk in white was sitting, and the young man was lying quietly in his arms. From Rong Shu's perspective, the other party seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.

But judging from the wet clothes of the two and the horrifying wounds on the white monk's body, it seemed that things were not that simple.

The monk in white turned his back to Rong Shu, he couldn't see the other's expression clearly, so he walked around to look.

With just one glance, Rong Shu's heart seemed to be tightly pinched by a hand, he was so surprised that he almost forgot to breathe.

The original handsome face of the white-clothed monk also had wounds cut by his sharp claws, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He just hugged the young man who had lost his breath tightly in his arms. Jun Ningfei overlapped together.

Rong Shu, who was quiet all around, could clearly hear his own rapid heartbeat, as if to test his conjecture, strands of dark devilish energy oozes from the monk in white, and the black mist with strong corrosive aura almost kills him. The white-clothed monk and the boy wrapped themselves up.

Rong Shu dreamed of Jun Ningfei's transformation into a demon.

And he always felt that all this seemed familiar, as if it was not the first time he had dreamed of it.