After wearing the book, I rely on sucking the big brother to continue my life

This time, Chu Xiuran decided to take a vacation for himself.

Let's not learn cooking skills for now, let's follow the fourth brother to see what kind of training method it is.

The three came to an empty place.

It is said to be empty, and it is entirely because the trees in the middle are all broken into slag.

Dozens of thick and long deep marks were scattered across the ground, at least half a meter deep. The soil had been smashed out, and the air was filled with a vague smell of soil mixed with sawdust.

Hey, what happened at the scene?

"Brother, I'm ready, come on!"

Ji Shuyun was eager to try, and after speaking, a big dark blue sword appeared in the air, and he held it backhand, and put on a posture, and the momentum suddenly rose.

That's his sword, Lan Yong.

Different from the sabers of their brothers and sisters, Lanyong's sword is the largest in the entire sect, weighing five hundred catties, and has higher requirements for its users.

The system introduced that Lanyong already possesses a sword spirit, and it is said that his temper is also very stubborn. At the beginning, Shen Qingcheng was not willing to hand over Lanyong to Ji Shuyun. He was afraid that if this person had the same stinky temper as a sword, no one would be able to control Ji Shuyun. up.

Facts have proved that Qingfeng Xianzun's worries are correct.

After Ji Shuyun got Lanyong, he became like a tiger with wings added, clamoring all day long to compete with others, which caused a lot of trouble for the sect.

Chu Xiuran looked at the posture of the fourth senior brother holding the sword, and felt that the baby-faced Ji Shuyun was carrying a big sword, and he was not bad, young and imposing, with heroic eyebrows, a young and energetic young man.

This sword suits him very well.

Mo Linyuan shook his head faintly: "Today, we will not practice swordsmanship."

After finishing speaking, Chu Xiuran saw Ji Shuyun's originally high-spirited face pulled down, and said dejectedly, "Why?"

The swordsmanship that the senior brother taught him a few days ago was very helpful to him. It not only solved his doubts, but also made him feel closer to himself and Lanyong.

"Brother, if you guide me a little more, I feel that I can break through."

Yes, Ji Shuyun has been stuck in the bottleneck of this realm for a long time, and he went to compete with others in order to gain insights from it and make a breakthrough.

However, he finally had a faint feeling of breaking through, but the elder brother suddenly told him that he would not practice swordsmanship today.

Ji Shuyun loves swords like his life, and he is not very interested in others. Hearing this, his morale that he had just built up was flattened.

Lan Yong was taken back by him.

Chu Xiuran quietly stood aside, observing the interaction between the two.

Inexplicably, he felt that the fourth senior brother was a bit like a partial student who didn't like anything but swordsmanship.

"Today, practice your spiritual power."

Ji Shuyun showed a puzzled expression: "Isn't my spiritual power quite sufficient, big brother, I'm already in the middle stage of alchemy."

"Um……"

Mo Linyuan didn't give him an explanation, and brushed lightly with one hand, the air in front of him twisted for a moment, and an antique scroll spread out in the air.

He looked at Ji Shuyun and gave an instruction: "Go in..."

Go in?

where to go

Chu Xiuran was wondering, but saw Ji Shuyun's expression of wanting to escape: "Brother, can I not enter?"

"I'm not going to be lazy, I'll be good..."

He still wanted to fight for another chance for himself, but Mo Linyuan seemed to dislike his quarrel, so he used a silence technique on him, and without even giving Ji Shuyun time to react, he raised his hand and threw him into the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map.

Chu Xiuran was dumbfounded by this scene.

What the hell!

How big is my fourth senior brother? !

The system popped up and explained: "The other party was just thrown into that picture by Mo Linyuan to practice pure. Don't worry, it's just a little bit of torture. Your fourth senior brother will be fine."

The so-called pure practice means to extract the impurities in the spiritual power, take the essence and discard the dross.It's similar to purification, the purer the spiritual power, the more powerful it is.

However, this process is very tormented. While refining the pure spiritual power, the body is also being refined at the same time.

That is to say, body training is to expel the impurities in the body and strengthen the forging of physical fitness.

This process is equivalent to being tortured from the inside to the outside by being broken inch by inch, from the sea of ​​consciousness to the body, that kind of pain is a huge torture.

Ji Shuyun has always been too lazy to practice purely because he is afraid of this encounter.

After listening to the system's explanation, Chu Xiuran chuckled.

You call it a little bit of torture.

This is so obvious that it is killing people, the kind that can cause death and life in pain.

I wanted to take the opportunity to see what the rumored magic of cultivating immortals was like, but Chu Xiuran didn't see it, but was terrified by Ji Shuyun's screams from the picture of mountains and rivers in thousands of miles.

Chu Xiuran's feet trembled, not sure whether he should stay here or not.

"Brother, in the future...do I want to do the same?" He tremblingly pointed to the "torture" Ji Shuyun was suffering.

To be honest, he was really scared.

Mo Linyuan sat down cross-legged as usual, his body floated in the air, as if there was some transparent force in mid-air to support him.

The hem of the black clothes fluttered, and the man lowered his indifferent eyes.

"You?"

"Yeah. You know, my body is so weak, and I have scars burned by spiritual flow. I'm not afraid, I just think... maybe, is there any other way to avoid this test?"

"Have."

"Uh, there really are?"

He just asked this casually, never expecting that Mo Linyuan would answer him.

Because Chu Xiuran felt that someone like Mo Linyuan who let himself immerse himself in cultivation must look down on his opportunistic approach.

"Then what should I do?" Chu Xiuran blinked, his eyes full of curiosity.

Mo Linyuan said, "There are two ways."

"Which two?"

"The first one, you are the root of the five elements at the heaven level."

"Forget it. From my mother's womb, I have a single fire spirit root. Unless I am reincarnated, maybe I will be successful if I am lucky."

Chu Xiuran made complaints without even thinking about it. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Mo Linyuan's face, and quickly put on a smiley face and asked, "Then what about the second method?"

Mo Linyuan glanced at Chu Xiuran, and his throat rolled, "The physique of the top-grade cauldron furnace, combined with the Taoist couple of the Jindan period, and the joy of fish and water together, can break through, without going through the pain of forging and reshaping."

The corner of Chu Xiuran's mouth twitched and he smiled.

"Sorry to bother you, I think it's better for me to go down on a down-to-earth basis."

Ding furnace physique or something!

It's very lustful when you hear it, isn't it!

These two methods have nothing to do with him.

Chu Xiuran recognized the reality, and his face collapsed.

Although, he is really afraid of pain.

The young man sat cross-legged on the dirt bag with his face propped up. The morning sun shone on him, and his milky side face seemed to glow.

These days, he was in a happy mood every day, and he had unknowingly gained a few pounds of flesh, and a few taels of flesh hung on his already thin cheeks, and he finally looked like a sick face no longer.

Mo Linyuan only glanced at it, and the boy's side profile overlapped with the boy's profile in his memory, perhaps it brought back long-lost memories hidden deep in his heart, when he spoke again, his brows and eyes softened a lot .

"Don't worry about it being so early."

Chu Xiuran raised his head: "Why?"

"Your realm is low, and there is still some time before practicing pure."

Chu Xiuran was stunned for two seconds, and realized that the real meaning of this sentence was that the other party alluded to his low cultivation.

a period of time? !

Can the distance between the bigu stage and the alchemy stage be called a period of time?

That is a natural moat!

"I feel like you're laughing at me." Chu Xiuran was so angry that he stood up and patted his butt, as if he was about to leave.

From the corner of his eye, the moment he turned around, he saw a faint smile appearing on Mo Linyuan's cold face.

Although the other party's smile was short, it was caught by Chu Xiuran's peripheral vision!

The elder brother who is as cold as the flowers of the snow mountain...

Laughed?

Chu Xiuran blinked, and suddenly thought of teasing him, rushed up and hugged him, and at the moment when he was stiff, took the opportunity to grab his slender fingers, showing eager gratitude.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..

After finishing speaking, before Mo Linyuan could react stiffly, he hurriedly ran wildly.

"That's because, I believe that senior brother, you will never give up on me!"

Leaving behind a rainbow fart, Chu Xiuran frantically ran away with the joy of luck.

Hey!

If you want to blame it, blame the big brother, you gave him the illusion of being close when you laughed.

Opportunities are in front of you, don't waste your time.

He, Chu Xiuran, was not someone who could refuse a delicious duck when it was on his lips.

The warm feeling in his arms was fleeting.

At that moment, Mo Linyuan had the strange illusion of wanting to reach out and grab that person.

The smile returned to calm, and the frost frowned again.

He looked down at his palms, feeling hot and tingling, and even his whole body was reminiscing about the hug feeling just now.

Want to keep, want to deepen...

Mo Linyuan's light-colored pupils seemed to be soaked with ink, they were pitch black and deep.

——That's because, I believe, brother, you will never give up on me.

The boy's smiling face was bright and warm as if someone hugged him in his arms.

The spiritual power in the body began to rush disorderly, and the burning pain on the skin covered up the itching hidden on it.

Pain woke him up.

A morbid enjoyment appeared on Mo Linyuan's handsome face.

Forbearance and restraint.

Remember, that wasn't the contact he was supposed to have.

Chu Xiuran provoked Mo Linyuan, and couldn't help being happy seeing the two lucks he got.

It seems that behaviors such as touching hands will affect the absorption of luck with the change of time and the degree of intimacy.

Last time he used it longer than this time, and got five lucks, but at that time he touched the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally, this time he directly shook his hand, the time was very short, less than two seconds, he could There are two fortunes.

It seems that the deeper the contact, the more luck you get.

During this period of time, two lucks were spent, and now I have made up two more lucks.

Chu Xiuran still has 5 luck points.

"Why don't I find an excuse to take a bath with senior brother someday? In this way, I will have more opportunities to touch his body."

Chu Xiuran began to imagine that one day he would have such an opportunity.

He left happily.

And after he left, a disciple came out from behind the thick tree trunk.

He looked at the direction Chu Xiuran was leaving with a strange dark red light in his eyes, finally wiped off the blood on the hilt of his sword, and left here in twos and twos.