[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Naturally, Bai Luochen's master was unwilling.

How could he hope to see the genius child he had cultivated so hard to see him succumb to depravity! ?

He selfishly asked Bai Luochen to kill Huai'an, and he personally showed the way.

Bai Luochen went, but his heart softened, and instead brought Huai'an back to Baiyun Palace.

After Bai Luochen's master found out, he died instantly, and he didn't even see Bai Luochen's last face.

But the head of the sect inherited Bai Luochen's master's last wish, and he didn't want to see Bai Luochen's Dao heart affected by a little boy.

So he asked Bai Luochen to kill Huai'an.

Bai Luochen disagreed.

The head sect retreated, leaving Huai'an alive, but not allowing Huai'an to practice, wanting to kill the future Mozun in the cradle.

Everyone's heart is selfish.

Bai Luochen selfishly wanted to save Huai'an's life, and the head of the sect agreed.

The head of the sect wanted to hold the future Mozun in the palm of his hand, so he was forbidden to practice, and Bai Luochen agreed.

But only Huai'an didn't know.

He was innocent from start to finish.

He didn't do anything now, but because of a prophecy, because of the selfishness of the two of them, he destroyed his future cultivation path and his future path.

Qiong Shu felt distressed.

The goblins felt distressed when they found out.

So without Huai'an's knowledge, these goblins' enthusiasm and gentleness towards Huai'an were unprecedentedly strong, and their countless kindness instantly overwhelmed the boy.

Huaian was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he felt such a warm greeting.

There are only a limited number of goblins in the Heartless Palace, there are only two big goblins including Qiongshu, and the other one has traveled outside and never returned.

And there are at least hundreds of little demons, including those who have not yet transformed. Usually, the grass demons and flower demons who have not yet transformed will quietly be a flower or grass, but now, these fairies are actually one by one. Squeezing into the main palace of Wuqing, regardless of Bai Luochen's dark complexion, he wrapped up the Huai'an cultivation place tightly.

"An'an, hurry up~ Okay, let's play peek-a-boo with you, shall we?"

"An'an, look at me! Do you remember me?"

"Ah! Look at me, An'an! I really like you! But Senior Qiongshu always forbids us to approach you. Today I can finally talk to you~"

"An'an doesn't hurt~ Pain hurts, pain flies away~"

"An'an~"

"An An..."

The chirping sound woke up the entire main hall, almost like the house was lifted, and the little monsters couldn't help but want to climb onto the bed and greet Huai'an's little face intimately.

Bai Luochen couldn't bear it anymore, brushed away those little demons with his hand, and walked to the edge of the bed with the soup, expressionless: "Get lost."

The little demons suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the next second, the flowers and plants that filled the whole room disappeared without a trace.

Even the noisy market-like voice that almost overturned the sky disappeared.

Qiongshu sighed helplessly, and after explaining some precautions to Huai'an, he also quietly left the scene.

Bai Luochen indifferently stirred the soup in his hands, and for the first time seriously considered whether to throw these goblins out of the Palace of Heartlessness.

You know, in the past, although these little monsters jumped from time to time, but fortunately they were quiet, so he tolerated them staying, but now...

The man's thoughts changed sharply, he looked down at the little boy sitting on the bed, pursed his lips, his brows and eyes were soft, and said in a low voice: "Drink it."

Huaian didn't want to drink it, but Bai Luochen's gaze was too cold, and his memory was still stuck in the time period when he fell into the water because of disobedience, so he took the slightly scalding medicine with a guilty conscience.

Bai Luochen was used to indifference, even his caring tone was tinged with icy scum, it was frighteningly cold.

Huaian drank the medicine tremblingly, wrinkled his face in bitterness, and stared at Bai Luochen: "Master, I'm bitter..."

The medicine is really bitter.

Huaian, who was in excellent health when he was a child, had never taken medicine!

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help but licked the palate, but the lick was bitter, and he shivered subconsciously.

In the next second, a piece of beige sugar cake appeared in the white jade-like palm.

The man pursed his lips and said to him, "Eat."

Huai'an's eyes lit up immediately: "Thank you, Master!"

"Master, you are so kind!"

While nibbling on the candy cake, Huai'an happily told Bai Luochen that Bai Luochen couldn't help but look complicated because he was so innocent and ignorant of the world.

Mozun...

Is this what the Demon Lord is like?

The man closed his eyes, suppressed the rushing emotions in his heart, and asked, "Is it still cold?"

Huai An stretched out a paw to look, and his eyes lit up: "It's not cold anymore!"

When he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a red jade tablet protruding from his chest. He played with it curiously: "Huh? Master, what is this?"

"This is the Fire Jade." Bai Luochen explained patiently, "You have to carry it with you in the future and don't take it off at will, you understand?"

"Then can't you take a shower?"

Huai An tilted his head and asked him.

Bai Luochen was taken aback for a moment, but then he came to his senses and said, "...Impossible."

He almost forgot that Huai An was just a mortal.

Ordinary people need whole grains, need to bathe and change clothes, unlike monks like them, who can get it done with a cleansing formula.

Thinking of this, Bai Luochen suddenly felt a little complicated, and even his face was not very good-looking.

Huaian sensed something sensitively, and immediately shut his mouth quietly, lowered his head to play with the fire jade, but he was thinking of the fairy sister outside.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

I don't know if that fairy sister is still there.

Thinking in this way, Huai'an couldn't help being stunned, thinking of the conversation between Uncle Qiongshu and Huai'an a few days ago, he was puzzled.

"Master." Huai'an asked Bai Luochen, "What is cultivation, what is marrow washing and pulse cutting?"

Bai Luochen pursed his lips, with a cold face, he reprimanded coldly: "This is not what you should ask, take a good rest!"

Huai'an was slightly taken aback, and suddenly felt wronged: "...I, I know."

Does Master not like him?

The sensitive child was thinking weakly in his heart, staring at Bai Luochen, but only got a cold and disappearing back of the other party.

It was the same way before.

Huai An lowered his head in disappointment, and sighed faintly.

The sigh floated far away, and seemed to have drifted to the man's ear inadvertently, shaking Bai Luochen's firmness in his heart.

The man closed his eyes, and suddenly understood everything in the world, why the master always intercedes is the most terrifying.

Because he felt it.

My heart was pounding violently because of Huai An's sigh.

It was the pounding of dense drums, which continuously confused his thoughts and made him no longer rational.

Bai Luochen wanted to calm down, and not long after his health recovered in Huai'an, he announced his retreat and practice.

Huaian, who had just recovered from his illness and wanted to find Bai Luochen, found out, and once again stood outside the mansion where the man was retreating in despair.

Huai'an remembered the first time he saw Bai Luochen.

He is so celestial, he is a fairy, and he is the moon that is so high above that he can't touch it, bright and flawless, cool and charming.

Now, in just five short years, his impression of Bai Luochen is gradually fading, leaving only the cold white gown, standing quietly in the darkness, illuminating the surrounding chaos.

The boy didn't know what was wrong with him.

The figures of Uncle Qiongshu and the others gradually covered the white figure, and every step they took, the white figure got farther and farther away.

He wanted to get closer, but Bai Luochen always used the excuse of seclusion to distance himself.

Not even this time.

Huai'an squatted outside the mansion, looking up at the pure white gate, with carved railings and jade, the exquisite patterns made him marvel countless times.

In the past, he liked to touch the gate outside the mansion, and habitually sat and waited in front of the gate. Sometimes, after waiting, he fell asleep peacefully, and then woke up from the bedroom the next day, turned his head and took Bai Luo Dust left behind.

But not this time.

He has to wait a little longer.

Huaian thought it over, he needs to learn some skills.

After being ill this time, Huai'an began to realize something, and the places that were strange in the past gradually began to become clearly visible——

He is different from everyone.

He couldn't fly, he couldn't change his form, and he couldn't even jump up to the height of a blade of grass on the sole of his feet.

But when he asked Uncle Qiongshu, Uncle Qiongshu said, "Because you haven't cultivated."

The word cultivation is like a curse, but in just a few days, it completely took up his mind.

He still remembered the quarrel between Bai Luochen and Qiongshu that day.

It's because he didn't practice, so he will get sick. If he gets sick, he will die. Uncle Qiongshu will be sad when he dies.

So Huai'an wants to practice, and wants to wash the marrow and cut the veins.

But Qiong Shu shook his head and said to him: "If you want to practice, you have to ask the Venerable."

Huai An stood in front of the door in a daze, looking up at the tall door, his lips trembling slightly.

Was Bai Luochen aware of his thoughts, or did he retreat because of something else?

The boy's brain capacity was not enough for him to refine more questions, so he simply sat in front of the door and waited.

It was precisely because his obsession with cultivating gradually deepened that he persevered beyond everyone's expectations.

He wanted to be like a fairy sister, like his master, who could fly, and like Uncle Qiongshu, who could change his shape at will and do things that ordinary people couldn't do.

In the entire Wuqing Palace, only Bai Luochen was his master, so he wanted to ask Bai Luochen to teach him how to practice.

Uncle Qiongshu didn't want him to practice, so he asked the master, as long as the master agreed, Uncle Qiongshu would definitely agree!

Thinking of it this way, Huai'an immediately felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

So after he fell asleep leaning against the door of the mansion again with the dream of being able to practice in the future, the door that had been closed for a whole month opened again.

Bai Luochen used the magic technique to support the boy who was about to fall, stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms, pursed his lips, and sighed silently.

Practice.

For you, is it already an obsession that you can't ask for?

Bai Luochen asked the sleeping boy softly.

The author has something to say

I feel sorry for Huaian.

In the past, you always said that I abused and attacked...

In fact, there is a reason for this.

How innocent and lovely Huai'an used to be, it was like the author's own mother's little padded jacket, but it's a pity...it was made spicy!

Do not abuse anyone! ? ?

How dare you attack your own mother? !

Hehe, I can write you a little worse!

Bai Luochen: ...Suddenly wanted to die. _(:з」∠)_