The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

"What kind of shit luck do you think Feng Tianhao is? Practicing a sword can actually stab a hornet's nest, even if he stabs a hornet's nest, his face is still swollen like that."

"I originally thought Brother Shao's painting was exaggerated, but I didn't expect Brother Feng's face to be even worse than that! It's not an exaggeration at all."

Most of the disciples of the inner sect school are of good aptitude and background. Seeing Feng Tianhao's domineering and domineering a lot on weekdays, they feel somewhat uncomfortable.

This time Feng Tianhao made an embarrassment, and everyone was happy to hear it.

Having said that, they also guessed in their hearts that Mo Yinzhui hadn't come to school for half a month, and Feng Tianhao had an accident on the second day Mo Yinzhui didn't come to school.

I don't know if there is an inevitable relationship between the two, but how the painting by Shao Yuan can be spread everywhere in just a few days, and the blatant reward on the painting makes people have to think about it.

...

Shao Yuan accompanied Ye Rongrong to Xiao Cangfeng, and at the first sight he was taken away by the plump ducks in the yard.

This duck is so fat, it must be delicious, right?

Shao Yuan was drooling and his eyes were burning, probably because his eyes were too explicit, scaring away the ducks who were strolling in the courtyard.

Soon, Shao Yuan's attention was diverted, because he smelled a strong smell of chicken soup, and he couldn't help following his nose, and came to the kitchen.

"Junior Brother Lu, what are you cooking?"

Lu Hao was burning firewood behind the stove, his dark face was covered with pot ashes, "Junior brother stewed chicken and mushroom soup, why are you here, Brother Shao?"

"Aren't you here to see you?" Shao Yuan looked at the steaming cauldron and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In fact, it was Shao Yuan's father who urged him to build a good relationship with Mo Yinzhui, and asked him to come and walk around Xiaocang Peak more often, "Hey, I'm lucky today."

Lu Hao scratched his head, he probably didn't have a good taste.

Ye Rongrong came here with Shao Yuan, she found Mo Yinzhui, and handed him a storage bag.

"Junior Brother Mo, my father asked me to bring this to Master Lin."

In the storage bag, there are dozens of materials such as silk grass, blood dangui, red jade, golden sandstone, etc. These are not expensive things, they are miscellaneous and broken, and most of them are used in alchemy. Yun Bifeng is very complete.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ye." Mo Yinzhui took it politely.

"Does uncle want to make alchemy? I heard from my mother that uncle is a once-in-a-thousand-year genius with amazing talent. Not only is he good at swordsmanship, but he is also a master at alchemy."

When Ye Rongrong's mother mentioned Uncle Lin, the usual calm Yunbifeng's wife showed a rare girlish shyness on her face, while his father was blowing his beard and staring in anger to express his dissatisfaction.

Therefore, the task of coming to Xiao Cangfeng fell on Ye Rongrong.

"I don't know." Mo Yinzhui put away the storage bag.

Ye Rongrong didn't ask any further questions, but looked around, "Hey, why don't you see Lu Hao?"

Mo Yin chased: "He's in the kitchen, if Senior Sister Ye wants to see him, I'll call him."

Ye Rongrong shook her head, "Forget it, since I have something to do, don't bother me, Junior Brother Mo, I'm leaving."

Shao Yuan came with Ye Rongrong, but did not leave with Ye Rongrong when he left.He stood in front of the cauldron, waiting for the chicken to be stewed with mushrooms.

Finally, after his unremitting waiting, he was given a small bowl of chicken soup.

Just took a sip, the chicken soup tasted so delicious that it exploded his taste buds, it was so delicious.

Shao Yuan didn't care about the heat and quickly finished his bowl, and said with a straight face, "There's still so much in the pot, can I have another bowl?"

"No." Mo Yin chased and closed the lid.

Shao Yuan pointed to Lu Hao's big bowl: "Then why are there so many in his bowl? The bowl given to me is so small."

Lu Hao protected his bowl, with a dusty face on his face, "I have done work, I carry water and burn firewood, and you haven't done any work, so it's good if I can share it with you."

Shao Yuan couldn't refute for a while. He recalled the smell of the chicken soup, swallowed his saliva, and howled sadly: "Then I will come earlier next time."

After Shao Yuan left, Mo Yinzhui poured out all the chicken soup in the pot, carefully carried it to the bamboo house in the front yard, and knocked on the door lightly.

"Master, this disciple asks to see you."

Lin Jichen heard the voice of the little apprentice outside the door, and put all the scattered things into the storage bag.

"Enter."

The bamboo door was pushed open, and Mo Yinzhui came in with chicken soup, and put it on the table.

"The disciple stewed some chicken soup."

In order to know how to break the seal, Lin Jichen performed calculations several times in a row these days, which made him yawn. The smell of chicken soup floated into his nose, arousing his sense of eagerness to move.

Mo Yinzhui obediently handed the spoon to Lin Jichen, who took it and tasted it.The soup stewed with chicken and wild mushrooms is quite delicious, and the chicken is not too old, the meat is springy and just right.

"tasty."

It's just too much, Lin Jichen looked at such a big serving of chicken soup in front of him, his little apprentice probably brought the whole pot.

He couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and found a pair of exquisite glass bowls from the storage bag, "I can't eat so many masters, let's sit down and eat together."

Mo Yinchai held the glass bowl in his thin white hands, lowered his head slightly while drinking the soup, his fair ears and snow-white neck were exposed in his jet-black hair.He is very delicate and well-behaved, and Lin Jichen can't help but think of a spiritual pet he had when he was young. It was a low-level spirit beast that looked like a kitten, cute, cute and clingy.

Lin Jichen felt a little sad in his heart in vain.

The little golden book sniffed the smell of chicken soup, and swallowed, but unfortunately it was a book, one could read it, but not eat it.

Suddenly, it heard Lin Jichen asking it: "If major changes are not made, will what happens next continue as written in the book?"

The little golden book hadn't actually thought about it, after all, its parasitic leader has been working on changing the plot.

Of course it hopes that the development of things will be the same as in the book, but it can recognize the reality and know that it has no ability and can't play a big role, so it quickly accepts the status quo and lies down.

Having said that, more than half of the original plot has been changed, can the plot go back?At this time, it is time to start an interesting attack on the protagonist Shou. Can he still like the protagonist Shou as much as the original plot?

According to the original plot, the protagonist Shou opened a small kitchen alone in the mountains, and attracted women to attack five.In the current situation, the protagonist Shou lives on Xiaocang Peak, and I am afraid that he will not go to the original place again. Can Gongwu still have a spark of affection with the protagonist Shou?

The Little Golden Book found it a bit difficult.

But if there is no change now, then the appearance of the first attack, the second attack, the third attack, and the four... shouldn't have much impact, right?

"Boss, I don't understand what big changes you are referring to?"

Lin Jichen looked at his little apprentice, thought for a while and shook his head to veto the idea that came to him just now.

Let me ask: Which monk is willing to be trapped in the foundation building and be bullied for the rest of his life?Even if he could protect him forever, who would want to be a bird in a cage forever?

Mo Yinzui stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and raised his head nervously: "Master, you don't like chicken soup?"

"No, I like it very much. It tastes good."

"You are too thin, eat more to grow your body." He put the chicken leg into the little apprentice's bowl.

"Yeah." The boy nodded, looking at the chicken legs in the bowl, his dark eyes were stained with a smile.

...

Time passed quickly, the vines climbed up the fence, and the green leaves stretched out high, proudly facing the scorching summer sun.

The March appointment between Mo Yinzhui and Feng Tianhao is coming soon.

During this period, Mo Yin's cultivation level has broken through from the second level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training.

"Hey, tell me, Brother Mo will compete with Brother Feng tomorrow, will Brother Feng come?"

"Senior brother Feng's face hasn't recovered yet. His uncle took him to find many famous doctors, but none of them could cure him. I think he will come back in time for this competition."

"Even if I come back, I'm afraid I won't dare to show up. After all, his face is really scary, hahaha."

Lu Hao eavesdropped on the discussion of his fellow apprentices attentively, and was relieved to hear everyone discussing that Feng Tianhao would not come back.

"However, having said that, if Senior Brother Feng comes back, if he fights with Junior Brother Mo, who will win?"

Lu Hao raised his ears, he also wanted to know the answer.

"Of course it is Senior Brother Feng. After all, he has already practiced Qi at the fifth level, while Junior Brother Mo is only at the third level. He is one level behind. How far is the difference in strength? I don't need you to tell me."

Not long after Lu Hao introduced his qi into his body, he practiced his qi first level. When he practiced swords with his younger brother on weekdays, his sword couldn't even touch his younger brother's clothes. This was the gap.

Shao Yuan and Lu Hao got acquainted, and they usually work together in the kitchen, and both of them are under the help of Mo Yinzhui. He is carrying two rabbits and is going to Xiao Cangfeng, and he wants Mo Yinzhui to cook the spicy rabbit diced last time. , and saw Lu Hao with a frustrated face.

"Junior Brother Lu, what's the matter with you?" Lu Hao won't hide his emotions, and his thoughts are easy to guess. Shao Yuan thought for a while, "Are you worried about the competition between Senior Brother Feng and Junior Brother Mo tomorrow?"

Lu Hao nodded.

"What are you worried about? Feng Tianhao is absolutely impossible to come back, and he doesn't dare to come out to embarrass himself when he comes back. Don't be a mother-in-law here. Let's go and cook."

The last time Mo Yinchai made spicy rabbit diced, Shao Yuan never forgot.He knew that every time Mo Yinzhui cooked, he would leave half of it to honor his master, so he brought four servings every time.

Choked by the smoke while burning the fire, Shao Yuan felt envious of Jichen Sword Immortal for the first time.

"Mo Yinzhui, you will be my wife from now on." One day, Shao Yuan said this once.

He thought very well, if Mo Yinzhui became his wife in the future, wouldn't he be able to eat delicious food every day, and he could justifiably ask Jichen Sword Immortal for advice.

Then, he was almost cut off by Mo Yinzhui's sword.

Sword repairers are all monsters, because they can easily leapfrog and fight.Even if his cultivation base is so much higher than Mo Yinchai, he dare not take it lightly, let alone Feng Tianhao's trash.

After eating, Mo Yin chased to clean up the dishes, but Lin Jichen stopped him.

"Tomorrow you will have a competition with Feng Tianhao, Master has something for you."

Lin Jichen took out a box from the storage bag, "Before the competition, take the elixir inside."

"This is not a elixir that can increase skill. Master believes that you can beat him. After all, you are my apprentice, Lin Jichen."

The elixir in the box was the elixir he had refined for Mo Yinzhui alone, and after taking it, it could temporarily cover up the smell of Lingyin blood on his body.

Mo Yin chased after the box: "This disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations."

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the martial arts arena was scorched like a stove. Although it was not a high-level monk competition, many disciples came to watch the competition. They gathered around the competition platform, sweating profusely from the heat, and their eyes were a little hard to open. .

When the agreed time came, Mo Yin chased him onto the competition stage.

The back of the young man in the arena is straight, like a sharp sword that has not been unsheathed, hiding the edge.

According to the regulations, if it is half a stick of incense, and the contestant has not yet arrived, it will be regarded as a defeat without a fight.

Lin Jichen found a cool place to sit down.

The disciples watching around the competition stage were discussing: "Isn't Feng Tianhao not coming? It seems that there is no good show today."

"If I want to become so ugly, I dare not show up."

"By the way, what is the win or loss they agreed on before?"

"It seems that the loser wants to bark like a dog."

"Pfft, I haven't heard of anyone learning how to bark from a dog. If Feng Tianhao is the one who learned how to bark from a dog, it should be very interesting."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Lin Jichen touched his chin, he was also looking forward to it.

Mo Yinchai's shadow moved slowly under the sun, and Feng Tianhao still didn't appear as time passed by.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Tianhao would not show up today, when they were about to leave, Mo Yinzhui suddenly raised his head and looked up.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man flying over with Feng Tianhao.

Lowering the flying sword, Feng Tianhao jumped off the flying sword.

His face has recovered a lot. Although there are still pimples on his face, it is much better than when he saw it last time. At least he looks like a human being.

Seeing Feng Tianhao again, everyone's eyes showed surprise, probably they didn't expect Feng Tianhao to come back.

At the same time, everyone felt a little regretful that Feng Tianhao's face had recovered a lot, and now that the situation was reversed, the loser who wanted to learn how to bark might be Mo Yin who might be chasing him.

Feng Tianhao glanced around coldly, and then looked at Mo Yinzhui with cold eyes: "Did my appearance disappoint you? Why, don't you think I will let you go?"

Although Feng Tianhao had no evidence, he knew that his disfigurement and ridicule were definitely related to the person in front of him. For this competition, he wanted him to look good.

Mo Yinzhui took down the sword from behind, "Don't waste my time."

Feng Tianhao let out a soft "hum" and released his spiritual power, "Overestimate your own strength."

The surrounding disciples gasped: "This is the sixth level of Qi training? Brother Feng broke through!?"

"The sixth level of Qi training is against the third level of Qi training. If this is the case, wouldn't Junior Brother Mo have even less chance of winning?"

Suddenly someone murmured in a low voice: "With Senior Brother Feng's temperament, will he beat Junior Brother Mo on the competition stage?"

Lu Hao nervously looked at the younger brother on the competition stage, feeling anxious in his heart, if his younger brother hadn't replaced him that day, he would have been on the competition stage today.

Ye Rongrong was also sweating in her heart, but Lu Hao was more worried than she was, "Junior Lu, don't fight on the stage, you will get hurt."

Mu Qingruo stared at the young man on the stage, and said flatly, "Don't let me down."

Only Shao Yuan was the calmest. Recalling the speed with which he drew his sword last time, he was quite calm.

Xiao Jinshu also murmured in his heart, "Boss, do you really think that Shou Shou will win?"

"En." Lin Jichen nodded.

Before the competition, the boy patrolled the arena for a week. When he saw a shaded place, his eyes paused slightly.

"bring it on."

Feng Tianhao's cultivation level is indeed higher than Mo Yinzhui's, but his swordsmanship is too blunt, and his attacks are clumsy, and Mo Yinzhui easily defuses several attacks.

Soon, the situation reversed.

Under Mo Yinzhui's intensive sword moves, Feng Tianhao was forced to the edge of the competition stage.

"As expected of Jichen Sword Immortal's apprentice, his swordsmanship is so powerful."

"I think Feng Tianhao is just a shell, right? If he has a high cultivation level, he will still be suppressed and beaten."

An older disciple said: "This sword move is the Qingyun swordsmanship created by Jianxian Jichen when he was young. I have learned it before, but it is far from exerting one-tenth of the power of Junior Brother Mo."

"I heard that Junior Brother Mo is born with sword bones. If you compete with him, you will definitely lose."

This sentence seemed to remind Feng Tianhao that he lost the sword in his hand, and his swordsmanship is not good, but he has other methods.

The author says:

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