My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

How can there be no disadvantages in forcibly promoting cultivation? !

This shortcoming is that it will be done step by step. When he is promoted to Jindan, he will turn into his original appearance, but now, Chongjin has turned into a four or five-year-old milk baby.

From the wisteria suddenly transformed into a human form.

Not only Chongjin was stunned, but Rong Huai was also stunned.

The child in front of him was born with red lips and white teeth, pink and jade-carved, and a pair of purple eyes shining like colored glaze.It first appeared in Rong Huai's dream, the domineering child who couldn't see his face clearly stood in front of him at this moment.

It seems that the past few days were indeed a dream.

After being surprised, his heart that had been tense was relaxed. The original politeness and alienation disappeared instantly after confirming that Lingzhi was a half-old child, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Chongjin next.

This kind of relationship, which is like strangers, is far closer than strangers, really makes people feel overwhelmed.

Rong Huai hugged and stood on the table, fiercely grabbed the child by the hem of his clothes, and rubbed the hairy head that looked so pleasing to the touch.

"Don't stand on the table, be careful not to fall off."

Snapped!

After recovering, Chongjin slapped the hand on top of her head angrily.

He saw this idiot avoiding him like a snake and scorpion, and he happened to be able to transform into a human form, so he wanted to scare the idiot and see what he was thinking.

In the end, I never thought that the human form was transformed, but it turned out to be like this.

Now all the thoughts of teasing this idiot have disappeared completely.

Hearing Rong Huai's advice to him not to stand on the table again, Chong Jin got angry and stood on tiptoe, grasping the edge of the table with both hands.With a push, he insisted on going against him and sat back on the table again.

He crossed his hands, crossed his legs, and looked at Rong Huai coldly.

If it wasn't for this idiot who couldn't take good care of himself and got sick every three days, he would have turned into this big fart?I owe it to you!

Seeing the child's angry look, Rong Huai couldn't help but smile.

He took out a spirit stone and handed it to Chongjin.

As expected, the child who was still angry did not take it.

Rong Huai knew that after waking up, he was not as close to Chongjin as he used to be, and even more distant.Moreover, Chongjin has taken care of me for being sick these days. Even if I am not a child, it is very normal to hold my breath in my heart.

"Yuanyang City is vast and rich in resources, and there are indeed many novel and interesting things. You come out together, it's hard to be bored in this room with me these days." As he said, Rong Huai came to the window, pushed open the wooden window, and the warm sun set It came in and sprinkled it on Shang Shang's slightly sick face.

The broken sun infected the body, and a slender shadow was drawn behind him, making this person's already thin body even thinner.

Immediately, the noisy and boiling voices from outside poured in, Rong Huai turned his head and smiled at Chong Jin, "Little Eleven and the others ordered a table of food below."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Huai walked towards Chongjin.But in the middle of the journey, he stopped in his footsteps, frowned, turned his head away, and couldn't help coughing.

The child who hadn't looked at Rong Huai, heard the voice, and immediately looked over.

Without the protection of the spiritual energy in the monk's body, Rong Huai is just an ordinary layman, and even a very weak layman.

Originally, I couldn't be very angry with this person, but now seeing him recovering from a serious illness and looking crooked, no matter how much anger I had, it disappeared.

After a few breaths, Rong Huai walked over, stretched out his hand to Chong Jin and said, "Do you want to go down and try it together? Come out and have a look."

Chong Jin rolled Rong Huai's eyes, clapped the hands in front of him, jumped off the table, and said mockingly: "If you faint outside later, I won't be able to support you with my body."

The choked Rong Huai wasn't unhappy at all, his voice was still gentle: "Don't worry, it's all over."

Chongjin continued to sneer: "It's none of my business? Don't bother me then."

"Okay, don't bother you."

Gee.

Hearing Rong Huai's words, the anger that had subsided, got up again inexplicably.

It really didn't bother him, no matter last time or this time.Even though Rong Huai fainted due to illness, he never opened his mouth to say a single uncomfortable word.

He doesn't even worry about his master and younger brothers, why is he worrying so much?

Sick and dead.

Seeing that Chongjin was still silent, Rong Huai came to the bed and took something in his hand.After the wide sleeves drooped to cover the things in his hands, he walked towards him again.

Hidden, what are you doing, you idiot?

When Rong Huai walked in, he bent down, his fingers poked out from under his sleeves, his jade-like joints pinched the red, ugly, limp cloth tiger and handed it to Chong Jin.

Chongjin: ...

Rong Huai raised his eyebrows in front of Chong Jin, and squeezed again: "If you don't want to go out, it's really boring, this can accompany you to relieve boredom."

Chongjin: ...

He stood on tiptoe, grabbed the ugly tiger, and threw it on the bed.The extremely soft cloth tiger bounced slightly on the bed a few times, then pouted its tail and fell upside down in the soft quilt aggrieved.

"Who can't tell?"

The naysayer was about to go outside arrogantly, Rong Huai looked at the kid who was nowhere near his waist height, and followed with a smile.

As soon as Chong Jin stepped out of the room, he bumped into Xiao Shiyi who was poking his head outside the door and came up to call for Rong Huai to go down.

Chongjin raised her head impatiently, and her purple eyes and round eyes collided.

The latter was taken aback for a moment, then swished, his eyes widened suddenly: "Wow! Who are you? Why did you come out of my senior brother's room? Why are your eyes purple? The aura on you , oh~"

The ending was drawn out, and Little Eleven sniffled: "Are you that little wisteria that has been on my senior brother's shoulder and stuck to my senior brother? Are you called Chongjin?"

Before Chongjin could react, a series of questions were thrown down his face.

Who is clinging to your senior brother?

He just wanted to push the kid away impatiently, when Xiao Shi raised his hand and made a comparison: "So you are so short, not as tall as my chest."

Chongjin:? ? ?

Rong Huai, who watched the whole process from behind: Pfft.

boom!

The door closed again vigorously, almost hitting Xiao Shishi's nose.

"Why are you so rude! Eldest brother, are you inside? You take care of him, how can you lock me out? I want to come in!"

After patting for a while, the door opened from the inside, and Rong Huai stood in front of Xiao Shiyi.

"Big Brother."

The smile on Rong Huai's face did not fade: "Let's go."

Xiaoshi wanted to take another look at the child just now, but finally caught a glimpse of the wisteria on Rong Huai's shoulders, looking down at him: "Brother, is it Chongjin?"

"Yes."

Xiao Shiyi looked at Wisteria without blinking, and said with a little regret, "Why doesn't it change back to the way it was just now?"

Rong Huai glanced at his shoulder from the corner of his eye, the vine body was still tense with anger.

"Fang turned into a human form, maybe I'm not used to it."

"Is that so?" Little Eleven muttered, "How nice is the human form, you can eat, drink, play, and be my junior brother."

The vine leaves hugging the spirit stone tightened violently.

Rong Huai: From the looks of it, I probably don't want to.

"He's so young." Little Eleven muttered, walking down: "Chongjin, do you want to be my Junior Junior Brother? If you become my Junior Junior Brother, you will be the Twelfth Junior Brother of our Lingyu Sect. If we have anything delicious in the future, we will definitely give it to you first."

The heavy brocade on his shoulders is too lazy to break through the nonsense of children, others don't know, he still doesn't know what kind of virtue these people are?

I even gave him delicious food, but I couldn't even feed myself enough.

"Not only for you first, but we will also buy you clothes, give you a little windmill, little sugar man..." Xiao Shiyi wrung his fingers and counted the benefits of being his junior brother: "The most important thing is that in the future we Your senior brother is your senior brother!"

Chongjin rolled his eyes, who cares about you idiot elder brother?

On the first floor of the inn, various auras of different levels of cultivation rise and fall.

Once you step into the field where the monks are, you will never see any ordinary people without cultivation.After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, monks are omnipotent gods, and they can be crushed to death with just a flick of their sleeves.

In the eyes of monks, ordinary people are insignificant ants, and they don't care if thousands of them are trampled to death.

But in fact, all the ordinary people in this world are more or less blood related to those monks.The real laymen are in the Lower Eighteen Realms, and there are no laymen in the realm of comprehension, because some monks with poor qualifications became Taoist couples and gave birth to children without spiritual roots.

Aptitude is good or bad is entirely up to God, even two cultivators with Heavenly Spiritual Roots cannot guarantee that the child born must be a gifted child.

The more monks there are, the more lay people will inevitably appear.These laymen were abandoned and then combined with each other. Unlike monks, it is difficult for laymen to have children. Therefore, although laymen don't live long, there are a lot of them.

In today's comprehension world, monks and ordinary people are all scattered, as long as the spiritual energy accumulates, ordinary people rarely appear.

Occasionally, I saw ordinary people where the monks were, and they were basically lowly and humble. They couldn't hold their heads up or speak among the monks.Inferior demon cultivators treat ordinary people as pigs and dogs, raising them to eat their flesh and blood.

And some monks who seem to be upright in the immortal sect also arbitrarily treat ordinary people with good looks as playthings, or as puppets, or even as medicine men.

In this kind of place where the jungle preys on the jungle, ordinary people have no cultivation and cannot resist, and it is very simple to deal with it.A layman can't memorize many causes and effects, so they have nothing to fear.

Apparently over the years, the monks have already forgotten why lay people came here in the cultivation world, and most of them treat lay people as livestock.

Rong Huai didn't have a spiritual root cultivation level. As early as a few days ago, a group of them from Ling Yu Sect came to Yuanyang City. When they stayed in this inn, Rong Huai who was in a coma attracted the attention of many monks.

People from Lingyumen often stay in their deep mountains and old forests, and they don't know much about these things.

But Chongjin has seen it.

The surrounding area of ​​Wuyahai was already full of demonic energy, so if you walked in the direction of Wuyahai, you could easily bump into the town where the demon cultivator was located.

Chongjin went out once or twice.

Demon cultivators with cultivation bases can catch immortal disciples with high cultivation bases and pure aura, so they look down on ordinary people.

And those demon cultivators who dare not provoke the disciples of the immortal sect can only find ordinary people.They killed the woman who was pregnant for seven months, cut up the belly, took out the square baby, and threw it into the pot to cook.

The unshaven young girl's neck was locked with a chain, and she was dragged along the street swaggeringly.

……

Rong Huai's temperament is unique and outstanding, not to mention that he doesn't have any aura fluctuations on his body, he is just a provocative existence.Now, as soon as they arrived at the first floor of the inn where all kinds of monks gathered, everyone's eyes immediately gathered.

The disciple of Luo Chengmen was sitting in the corner, but it was different from the lonely table before, now directly opposite him, there was an old man with hanging eyes and hooked nose who looked fifty or sixty.

This is the second elder of Luo Chengmen, the cultivation base of the peak of Jindan.

Because a few days ago, Luo Chengmen's disciple sent back the secret message that Lingyumen arrived at Yuanyang City before him, and came here specially to prevent any mistakes.

And relying on the cultivation of the second elder, once Lingyumen leaves Yuanyang City and goes to a secluded place, they can directly get rid of Lingyumen's group, which just saves trouble.

These days, the Second Elder has met everyone in Lingyumen except Rong Huai.

I have to say, this group of people really deserves to die!With Bai occupying such a good spiritual vein in Lingyumen, one is more lazy than the other, and the other is more useless than the other.

When Rong Huai came down, before Luo Chengmen's disciples introduced him to the second elder, the second elder had already looked over, looked Rong Huai up and down, and said, "You deserve to be the one who makes the old ten suffer. Lingdao, I really can't see that he is a waste without spiritual roots."

From the current point of view, there is really nothing strange about Lingyumen, except that this big brother's way of controlling the spirit makes people a little bit jealous.

In order to celebrate the elder brother's recovery, it is rare for Lingyumen to order a large table full of dishes that contain spiritual energy without being stingy.

Lingmi.

Spirit vegetable.

Monster meat.

Spirit fruit.

Spirit wine.

……

As soon as Rong Huai sat down, all these things were piled up at Rong Huai's place desperately, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous, knowing that Rong Huai had to eat cleanly, and every time they handed something, they had to remove the impurities in it with aura in advance clean.

Rong Huai's illness this time really woke them up.Eldest brother is not omnipotent, on the contrary, he is extremely fragile.

After Rong Huai tasted the same thing, let Chu Mo and the others take care of themselves.Knowing that Rong Huai's prescription is good, he can't eat too much, so the junior brother and the others didn't give too much, lest they hurt Rong Huai again.

After dealing with the younger brother and the others, Rong Huai did not forget the heavy brocade on his shoulders. He took a water grape with fresh, sour and sweet flesh, carefully peeled off the skin, and handed it to Ziteng: "Chongjin, do you want to taste it?" ?”

Chongjin didn't respond.

Cultivators already have sharp eyes and ears, and after recovering to the Golden Core cultivation base, they can even capture every single word in detail.

Yuanyang City is a small monk town in the Southern Region, and there are many monks in the body training stage.This kind of person has no reputation and no strength, but they are the most despised ordinary people in the cultivation world.

They sensed that Rong Huai had no aura fluctuations, and saw that Rong Huai was unharmed and still sick, and now they saw that the people at the table in Lingyumen treated him so preciously.

Immediately, some unsavory swear words came from several tables full of monks, and dirty, disgusting and disgusting eyes fell on Rong Huai from time to time, with obscene scrutiny.

Chu Mo, who was drinking the spiritual wine, slanted his eyes to that side, and was about to put away the wine pot.

The purple light suddenly appeared, and the coercion of the golden core swept across the entire inn in an instant, approaching the tables of monks who were laughing lewdly.

Chu Mo raised his eyes.

The second elder in the corner frowned.

The younger brothers and younger sisters who were engrossed in eating and eating had a dazed look on their faces.

The wisteria vines on Rong Huai's shoulders that were not attached to Rong Huai wrapped around Rong Huai's wrist, and with the next breath, a four or five-year-old child suddenly fell to the ground amidst the dazzling purple light.

The purple eyes were drawn out of their sheaths like sharp knives, tightly locked on the group of monks who were suffocated by his coercion.When the latter was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, and was forced to kneel down, he coldly withdrew his gaze, and his immature voice was full of disdain: "Dirty stuff!"

Then, while Rong Huai was slightly stunned, Chong Jin impatiently pulled Rong Huai's wrist closer, bit the water grape that the man had peeled for him, chewed it up, and swallowed it.

Then he looked angrily at the people of Lingyumen who were staring at him in surprise, with rice grains and oily smell on their mouths: "A bunch of rice buckets!"

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