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

Chu Xingshen grabbed his hand and wrote the word "shocking" stroke by stroke.

"Why do you hate panic so much?" Zhu Jiuhuang unconsciously said, and when he realized what he said, he was stunned.

There was a little sarcasm on his face, do you still have to ask such a question?Everyone in the world is afraid of panic, and panic calls the wind and rain full of evil, who doesn't get rid of him and hurry up?

Even Xingshen Xianjun, who has known him for a hundred years, can turn his face as soon as he says it.

Chu Xingchen paused at the tip of his pen, and the last stroke was crooked, causing a large swath of ink to faint.

Chu Xing let go of his hands, straightened up and said, "He didn't kill my whole family, nor did he harm me, but I just hate him, can't he?"

"You like Xingchen Xianjun?" Zhu Jiuwang said meaningfully.

"No, I think Immortal Xingchen is a hypocrite."

The Xingshen Xianjun in the original work is indeed. When Chu Xingshen was reading this book, his favorite character was actually the protagonist. He watched the protagonist upgrade and fight monsters all the way, and grow into a top master.

Seeing the main character fighting Jing Huang at the end without distinguishing between you and me, it feels like my son has grown up.

These words were beyond Zhu Jiuwang's expectation.

Zhu Jiuwang's lips moved, wanting to ask who do you like?

But it seems that there is no need for this, and they are not very familiar with each other.

Zhu Jiuwang put down his pen and got up.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Going to the toilet, do you want to follow?"

Follow, of course, good brothers just want to go to the bathroom together!

Today's lecture by Wuyaju has ended, and the remaining time is for the disciples to study how to draw talismans.

That night, when Zhu Jiuwang returned to the dormitory, he was a little surprised, the little thing who had been sticking to him during the Qi refining period before, did not follow him this time.

Zhu Jiuwang stood there for a while, then stepped into the bedroom with a cold face.

This is normal. Who wants to associate with a person like him?That little thing that popped up out of nowhere might have some other purpose.

Inside the room, a woman was standing there cautiously, when she saw Zhu Jiuwang coming in, she showed a nervous expression on her face, this woman was Jiang Youwan, the master sister of Kun Zi class.

Jiang Youwan half-kneeled on the ground, stuttering and calling: "Master."

Zhu Jiuwang's face was cold and stern, and he scolded in a low voice: "Whoever told you to come in, get out."

Jiang Youwan didn't move, she said: "Master, if you need me anywhere, just ask."

Zhu Jiuwang supported the table with one hand, and sneered: "I'm afraid you forgot, you have never been a member of my Demon Sect, get out."

"You saved my life back then. I know that the master wanted me to enter the world and be a human being again, so as not to let me get involved in the dispute between good and evil. But if you are in danger, although I am not capable enough, I will definitely do my best."

"Oh?"

Zhu Jiuwang snorted lightly, turned around, and looked at her as if looking at a dead object, with endless malice in his eyes, which was his nature.

Jiang Youwan moved her eyes away in a panic, her body trembled slightly, she was instinctively afraid of Zhu Jiuhuang.

In the evening, Zangshu Pavilion.

School was over, and there were quite a few people here. Chu Xingshen was here for the first time, and the old man guarding the library was a Jindan stage monk.

Xue Zhengxue pointed to the roster on the table and said, "Register your name before going in."

According to what the old man said, Chu Xing took up a pen and wrote the word Chu Kui.

"Qi refining period? It's strange."

Chu Xingshen didn't have much enthusiasm for anyone except Zhu Jiuwang. He nodded perfunctorily, said hello, and then stepped into the pavilion and walked towards the bookshelf.

Xue Zhengxue narrowed his wrinkled eyes, "Why does it look familiar?"

The old man shook his head, glanced at the name on the roster, Chu Gan, he had never heard of it.

Chu Xingshen came here today to find some books related to talismans, and planned to make up lessons for Zhu Jiuwang at night.

He was afraid that the protagonist would not be able to understand the books that were too profound, so he specially selected some introductory books on talismans, and first understood these simple ones, and then taught Zhu Jiuwang to draw those that were a little more difficult.

After Chu Xingshen finished looking for books, he was about to leave when he saw a piece of jade standing behind the last row of bookshelves.

Questions big and small are written all over the jade bi.

This is the question-and-answer wall. Disciples who encounter difficult problems and cannot solve them can write down their own questions and wait for someone who is destined to answer them.

【A master swordsman, please help me find out what's wrong with me?Recently, when practicing swords, I always feel short of breath. I went to Yaofeng to ask for elixir, but it didn’t work. When I picked up the sword, it seemed to weigh a thousand catties. It's been a month, and I can't practice sword at all recently, what should I do? 】

——Spiritual power is broken, and the heart of the sword is unstable. Take the sword and go to Shenjianchi to meditate for three days to experience the true meaning of the sword.

[Who knows how to draw the thunderbolt?I am obsessed with drawing talismans, only the thunder talisman has not been found from the classics, and I am about to die. 】

——It should be drawn like this.

[Ask the masters, how to change their body shape, I see that many masters can change their shape at will, I tried it, and I can only change my hand. 】

——Cultivation level is not enough, don't be stubborn, you deserve to have the disguise technique.

……

Chu Xing left with a few books related to talismans.

At the time of You, it was already dark, Xue Zhengxue got up and walked into the Library Pavilion, intending to sort out the messed up books on the shelves. However, when he saw the question and answer wall in the last row, he froze in place. Almost all the questions on it were given. I got the answer, densely packed.

Xue Zhengxue choked for breath, feeling that his eyes might be dazzled, and the sky was still empty when he saw it in the morning.

"Old Xue, what's the matter with you?" The disciple who hadn't left yet noticed Xue Zhengxue's strangeness and looked at him suspiciously.

"The question-and-answer wall...the question-and-answer wall is full..." Mr. Xue said blankly.

"what?"

The disciple came over and was shocked when he saw the Q&A wall filled with writing.

Sure enough, it was full.

"This, who wrote this? Judging from the handwriting, they are all written by the same person, so awesome?"

Xue Zhengxue frowned and said, "Did you notice who has been here?"

The disciple shook his head.

"Isn't this a nonsense?" The disciple couldn't help but ask.

It's no wonder that he was suspicious. Many of the above questions were difficult problems that no one knew the answer to for a long time.

Xue Zhengxue hesitated, went to the table to get a piece of yellow paper, and then drew a thunderbolt according to the answer given on the question-and-answer wall.

So in the middle of the night, a thunderbolt suddenly fell on the Zangshu Pavilion, which frightened all disciples of the peak!

"What's wrong?" The disciples rushed out to look at the Library Pavilion.

"It's not thundering or raining, where did the thunder come from?"

"Shock, Thunder Talisman? Someone on the question-and-answer wall is asking for the drawing method of the Shock Thunder Talisman. Has anyone solved it?"

Xue Zhengxue and the few young disciples left behind in Zangshu Pavilion were also shocked.

Fortunately, they hid quickly and were not struck by the lightning.

"Damn, these answers shouldn't be all right? Is this still a human?"

Chu Xingchen returned to his residence with the book in his arms, and frowned slightly when he heard the sound of thunder. This habit really couldn't be changed. When he saw someone asking a question, he couldn't help answering his doubts. He had an occupational disease in his previous life.

Chu Xingshen reached out and rubbed the center of his brows, then stepped into the bamboo courtyard.

The lights in Zhujiuwang's room were still on, Chu Xingshen hesitated, and knocked on the door, "Brother, I need you."

With a sound of "squeak", the door opened, but the person who opened the door was not Zhu Jiuwang, but Jiang Youwan.

When Chu Xingshen saw this woman, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Jiang Youwan nodded at him and walked past him.

Watching Jiang Youwan's back, thinking that the two were alone in the same room just now, Chu Xing frowned fiercely, with a solemn expression.

Because he suddenly remembered that the label category of this novel was pure love.

But after reading Chapter [-], he didn't find any signs of Zhu Jiuwang falling in love, which caused him to ignore the label of pure love.

What is pure love?Isn't that pure love?

No, the protagonist must never fall in love, falling in love will affect the speed of drawing the sword.

The most important thing is that the girl Chu Xingshen recognized just now, she is Jiang Youwan, she is not a good person, and has special hobbies... How special is it?Likes to peel off the faces of good-looking people and collect their skins.

Chu Xingchen looked at Zhu Jiuwang's outstanding face, isn't this the type Jiang Youwan likes?

Now that Zhu Jiuwang has not yet grown up, he is worried that he will be bewitched by Jiang Youwan, delaying his cultivation, don't end up losing face and cultivation base, you are the protagonist, what kind of woman do you want?There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is natural.

He wants to remind Zhu Jiuhuang not to focus on these messy things.

Chu Xingchen walked into the dormitory, and pointedly said, "Who is she? Why is she in brother's room?"

Zhu Jiu's tone was cold: "Not familiar, I don't know."

Chu Xingshen nodded: "Brother is good-looking, don't be influenced by the outside world, love will only affect the speed of cultivation, brother, look, Xianjun Xingshen practiced the ruthless sword, and became the youngest great power in the tribulation period , Abandoning feelings, only then can we prove the Dao.”

After Chu Xingshen disbanded the Lingxiao Sword Sect, he had no worries, and had broken through to the late stage of crossing the tribulation.

If the star Shen Xianjun in the book didn't receive a box lunch at the beginning of the book, it's really not sure how the situation will be in the later stage.

"What's your business?" Zhu Jiulu's eyes fell on the pile of books in his arms.

Chu Xing walked in, put the book on the table, and said, "Brother, let's learn how to draw talismans tonight. I just went to the library to find some books. It's not difficult. Brother, you can definitely learn it."

Zhu Jiuwang: "..."

Zhu Jiuwang looked at him with a face full of resistance, and said, "No need."

"Then how can I do it?" Chu Xingshen said firmly, "Don't forget the homework left by Mr. Yao. You still have to draw a hundred Qingxin Talismans. Brother, let's learn together, don't be discouraged."

In the early stage of the original text, Zhu Jiuwang was just a little trash, he wanted to speed up the progress, so that the protagonist could quickly master the skills he should master.

Chu Xingchen sat down with Zhu Jiuwang, handed the pen to him, and then opened the first page of the book.

"Brother, come on, draw according to this."

In order to keep Zhu Jiuwang from feeling lonely, Chu Xingshen sat beside him and painted with him.

Zhu Jiuwang didn't understand that he, a great man in the period of crossing the catastrophe, was forced to learn to draw Qingxin Talisman, and he continued to draw it all night.

By midnight.

After Zhu Jiuwang made the last stroke, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

As a Qi refining period, one's spiritual power is limited and one cannot draw too many talismans, Chu Xingshen understands.

He looked at the pure heart talisman on the table. To be honest, the protagonist has made great progress, at least the talisman will not be separated from the beginning and the end.

Yao Lao asked them to draw one hundred Qingxin Talismans in one night, Zhu Jiuxuan drew 38 pieces, and there were 62 left.

Chu Xing bowed his head sideways, looking at the sleeping protagonist, who looked immature. When he fell asleep, his breathing was a little short and his body tightened, which was a sign of extreme anxiety.

Chu Xingshen brushed the hair on his forehead, chuckled lightly, and said, "You should thank me when you wake up, and don't ignore me from now on, you know."

After Chu Xingshen finished speaking, he began to draw the remaining 62 talismans for him.

Of course Zhu Jiuwang did not sleep, he could hear the sound of a soft pen tip falling on the paper, and this sound lasted for a long time.

This person is really strange, he must have been hiding something from him, and the usual gags are also pretending to be clumsy, but it is true that he is good to him.

He remembered that he praised him for his good looks just now, but he couldn't just fall in love with his face.

Zhu Jiuwang has never had a peaceful sleep in the first half of his life. The world is afraid of him, and he also guards against everyone in the world.

Only this night, he gradually fell into a deep sleep amidst the sound of the boy beside him drawing talismans.

This is the best sleep he has had in a hundred years, without nightmares, without fighting, and far away from wars and disputes.

Early the next morning, Zhu Jiuwang opened his eyes, and suddenly met a pair of dark eyes.

Chu Xingshen was lying on the table and looking at him.

Zhu Jiuwang blinked, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "What time is it?"

"It's still early, brother can sleep for a while."

There was a stack of pure heart charms on the table, which was the result of Chu Xing's one-night sinking. There were a hundred pure heart charms, which were given to him.

"Do you like it? It's the first time I've been so kind to someone. No one is worthy of me except my brother." Chu Xingshen originally meant that I was so kind to you, and you should be so kind to me in the future, understand?But Zhu Jiuwang would be wrong.

These words were so sweet, I heard Zhu Jiuwang's fingertips tremble slightly, trying to grab something.