The Fishing Immortal is pretending to be weak again [Transmigration Book]

Okay, so embarrassing.

The atmosphere between the two was also very strange. If time could be turned back, Chu Xingshen would definitely not open his eyes.

There was scrutiny in Zhu Jiuwang's eyes, which was obviously unexpected.

Chu Xingshen closed his eyes and pretended nothing happened.

"I saw."

The protagonist's deep voice rang in his ears.

Chu Xingshen tapped his toes in embarrassment, a thin layer of red appeared on his face and neck, "Coincidentally, you woke up too."

"Ah."

Zhu Jiuhuang got up and pulled him up.

Chu Xing was thinking about how to explain it, and then thought, no, isn't the protagonist also pretending to be dizzy?Chu Xingshen decided to strike first: "Are you dizzy?"

"Are you not dizzy?" Zhu Jiuwang also asked.

The two looked at each other deeply, as if they wanted to see a hole in the person opposite.

Zhu Jiuhuang coughed lightly twice, and said: "Actually, I have taken the antidote beforehand, the Zhu family has a special alchemist, I took a lot of it before I left home..."

Chu Xing Shen nodded, without any doubts. In fact, there was no such paragraph in the original text. In the original text, after Zhu Jiuwang came to the Wuji Sect, he was directly led into the sect by the Immortal Changyang.

"Oh." Chu Xing sighed deeply, with a heavy and melancholy expression: "I didn't want to tell others about this, but since my brother and I have lived and died together, it doesn't hurt to tell him."

In a few breaths, he had already thought of his words: "I am the body of the most yang."

The body of the most yang, invulnerable to all poisons, is also the best physique of the furnace.

"I don't dare to tell others that if a demon cultivator finds out about a low-level Yang body like me, he will definitely be arrested and made into a cauldron. Brother, can you keep it a secret for me?" Chu Xingshen grabbed him hands, begging eyes.

His eyes were covered with a layer of watery light, which was both humiliating and difficult to talk about. After all, the furnace physique was not a good thing for a low-cultivation.

Zhu Jiuwang subconsciously pulled his hand.

Chu Xing grasped it tightly and shouted: "Brother, could it be that... you also think like the world, thinking that a low-cultivation body like me can only make furnaces for others..."

Zhu Jiuwang touched his lips: "No."

Chu Xingchen showed a faint smile, "I know that my brother will not be like those fools."

Good, fooling around!

Chu Xingchen took Zhu Jiuwang's hand and said, "We are already far behind others, brother, let's go quickly."

Looking down at the two hands that were clasped, Zhu Jiu hesitated to speak.

Chu Xingshen noticed his gaze and thought he was embarrassed.

Chu Xing smiled slyly, "The swamp gas forest is full of fog, so it's better to go together to prevent getting lost." After speaking, he clenched his hands a little bit.

Outside the biogas forest, the Immortal Changyang was counting the number of people there, and his face was full of relief: "Yes, there are still 18 people left. You are the best group I have ever led."

In the past, they had almost come here, and there were only a dozen or so people left. Although this time they were a little less courageous when they encountered the magic cultivator, their strength was not bad.

Fatty stood at the end. He was the only one in the Qi refining period. The other monks had already reached the foundation building period. His life in the sect might not be easy in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiaopang lowered his head in inferiority.

There is the last section of the ladder left, which seems to be just a section of ordinary stone steps, leading directly to the Wuji sect.Climb up the ladder and enter the Wuji Sect. From then on, they are the disciples of the Wuji Sect.

Excited expressions appeared on the faces of the monks.

"Immortal, let's go quickly, the people in the swamp forest will not be able to wake up today." Someone urged.

Chang Yang nodded and was about to take the lead to leave.

In the swamp forest behind him, suddenly there were two light footsteps.

Chang Yang looked back suspiciously, and saw two figures walking out one after the other.

Zhu Jiuwang was leaning on a wooden stick, panting heavily, his face covered with sweat.

That dry state looked better than him.

Chang Yang asked in surprise, "It's you?"

Chu Xing replied with a deep smile, "Good morning, Immortal."

Changyang was puzzled, he had watched these two little guys fall down with his own eyes before, why did he wake up again and come out intact?

Xiaopang also looked at them curiously, but this was just right, he was not the only one in the Qi refining period, and in the future, at least in the sect, there would be two people who could speak, so as not to be completely isolated.

"You guys are coming! Come on, come on, it's time to climb the ladder!"

Chu Xing glanced at the stone steps, that's it?Ladder?Strangely, "Wow, is this the ladder? I heard that the stones of this ladder are made of jack pendants. Brother, are you okay?"

In Zhu Jiuwang's current state, it was obvious that he was not doing well. He was almost dying after walking through the swamp gas forest. It was the first time Chu Xingchen had seen him so weak due to Qi deficiency.

Chu Xing thought about it for a while, and if he really couldn't do it, he directly carried the protagonist up the mountain. When the protagonist asked, he said that he had great strength and good physique.

It's natural for a man not to say no, Zhu Jiu said, "I can."

A group of people walked up the ladder, as the name suggests, the legs are like lead weights, and the weight doubles every time they step on a step.

This ladder is to prevent idlers from going up the mountain. At the same time, those young disciples who are not good at learning have to think about going down the mountain.

The first few steps were fine, but when they got to the middle, Chu Xingshen clearly felt that Zhu Jiuwang could no longer move.

Zhu Jiuwang stopped there, his whole face was flushed with exhaustion, and veins burst out on his neck.

"Can't walk anymore?" Chu Xing stared at him blankly with dark eyes.

"What about you?" Zhu Jiuwang asked back.

"I'm fine, I can walk for a while."

Chu Xingchen clenched his fists and said encouragingly, "Brother, come on, you can do it, look, there are only a few steps left."

Looking at their holding hands, Zhu Jiu said in a wild way: "You go up first." This kid is too clingy, so clingy that it's a bit annoying, so he just took the opportunity to shake him off.

"No, it's impossible, how can I leave my brother and go alone."

Chu Xingshen turned around, squatted down, and said, "Brother, come, I'll carry you on my back."

Looking at the thin back, Zhu Jiuhuang fell into silence.

It's ridiculous that he, a great power in the tribulation period who has lived for thousands of years, should be carried by a waste in the qi refining period, as if he was bullying a child.

The little thing in front of him opened his eyes full of expectation, and looked at him without blinking, Zhu Jiuhuang's eyes twitched.

Finally climbed onto his back.

"Hold my brother tight."

Zhu Jiuwang hugged his neck and said, "Why are you so kind to me?"

"Maybe, maybe you are very similar to my brother? My brother was also sold by my father because of his weakness and sickness, and he was never found again. I miss my brother. When I saw your brother, your first At a glance, I seem to see my brother, my brother was very kind to me when I was young."

Chu Xingshen talked all the way.

Zhu Jiuwang actually listened carefully all the way.

"After I left home, I thought about looking for my brother, but I traveled all over the Xihe country, but I couldn't find my brother. Sometimes I thought my brother might be dead, but I didn't want to give up. Then I started to practice. , I think my brother may have been sold into the sect, as long as there is a ten thousandth chance, I will not give up."

Chu Xingshen's words were so sincere that he was even moved.

"I'm not your brother." Zhu Jiu said in a dull voice.

"I know, it's okay, you are like my brother, I want to treat you well, it's my wishful thinking."

Zhu Jiuwang rested his chin on his shoulder and said, "After you found your brother, will you stop cultivating immortality?"

"How come? Cultivation has become a part of my daily life, but my innate spiritual root is very poor..."

The four lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots are pretty bad.

"It's not bad, better than me, I have five lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots." Zhu Jiulu's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Chu Xingshen's eyes lit up. Is the protagonist trying to comfort him?

very good!He has managed to gain the protagonist's sympathy.

When Chu Xing walked up the last ladder with trembling legs, it was to show that he was really weak.

Chu Xingshen immediately knelt on the ground with both legs, his knees hurting so much that he propped his palms on the ground.

He turned his head sideways, looked at Zhu Jiuwang, and said, "Brother, we have passed the test!"

The corners of Chu Xingchen's lips curled up slightly, the brat should be moved now, right?How nice am I to you?You want to know how to repay your kindness, you know?

Chu Xingshen is very confident, everything is within his calculations, to curry favor with the protagonist, if he kills him in a panic, he will close the door and release the protagonist.

And he?Just hide behind the protagonist and live.

Zhu Jiuwang saw that the wound on his chest had opened again, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Your wound is open." Zhu Jiuwang helped him up and said.

Of course Chu Xingshen knew that with his ability, this small injury would heal in a short time, so he did it on purpose to let Zhu Jiuwang see the injury.

Chu Xing's thin body leaned against his arms, and his head lightly rested on his shoulder. He said weakly, "Brother, can you help me apply the medicine? I really have no strength."

Xiaopang also climbed up, seeing them like this, his face was full of disgust: "Why are you so tired and crooked?"

Chu Xing glared at him, and said, "What's wrong, I'm injured, okay?"

Fatty saw the blood on his chest and stopped talking.

Zhu Jiuwang took out the medicine bottle, the medicine in it was not used up yet.

He gently tore off his clothes, and untied the cloth strips that bandaged the wound, the wound was deep enough to show the bone.

The human body is still too fragile, but it was only stabbed by a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he was seriously injured so far. If it was him...

Zhu Jiuwang sprinkled the powder on it.

"It hurts, hurts..." Chu Xing wailed deeply.

"Be patient." Zhu Jiuwang lowered his head and bumped into his reddish eye sockets, it seemed that it was really painful.

And all of this is because of him...

Suddenly there was a strange feeling in my heart, it was very strange, I couldn't put it into words, it was something I had never felt before.

Zhu Jiuwang quickly bandaged him up, and the ranking of this entry trial was also announced.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiuwang and Chu Xing were at the end of the crane.

Immortal Changyang looked at them and said with a smile: "You two juniors surprised me. Yes, you can support each other with low cultivation. The friendship between you is invaluable. I hope you can continue to maintain it."

Chu Xingshen said shyly, "The Immortal has praised me. My brother treats me well, and I treat my brother well. Otherwise, with my injury, I might not even be able to get through the swamp forest, right?"

Chu Xingchen hugged his arm and smiled brightly.

If he joins the Hehuan Sect, even if Chu Kui's face is not outstanding, he should be an outstanding disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Zhu Jiu imagined.

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Zhu Jiuwang: Little things

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