Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

As soon as Xu Chaoqi entered the auspicious clouds, the surroundings became cooler.There is a faint fragrance of incense in the air, and there is no more noise in the ears.

The dishes and fresh fruits on the table were removed, the dark long wooden table was simple and elegant, and a piece of white and clean fairy paper was spread on the clean and dry table.

Xu Chao got up and went to the table. He looked at the half-written book on the side. The ink on it was vigorous and shocking. He couldn't help but look a few more times, feeling a little moved.

"Brother's handwriting is the most beautiful, I want to copy a few words."

Wen Zhaoxi nodded, his eyelids were lightly drawn, and the deep eyes contained a joy that no one could recognize.

Xu Chaoqi wrote according to his senior brother's pen, sometimes he made a mistake, and his senior brother's low-key and patient guidance would ring in his ears.

Xu Chaoqi copied it just because he thought his senior brother's handwriting was so beautiful that he had never seen it before, but he didn't know how famous his senior brother's handwriting was in the 27th realm.

There used to be a boundary master who wrote letters every year for hundreds of years, just to get Wen Zhaoxi's corrections with just a few words.It was not easy for Wen Zhaoxi to correct a few words, and the land master directly framed the comments and hung them in the study, for fear of being seen by others, and he suffered a disadvantage.

Wen Zhaoxi's authentic works are even more priceless in the market. Even if someone asks for a heaven-rank magic weapon, no one is willing to sell it. Even Wen Zhaoxi's copybooks on the market are several times more expensive than ordinary copybooks.

But at this moment, Wen Zhaoxi pointed Xu Chaoqi, and even said a word several times for Xu Chaoqi, until Wen Zhaoxi's shadow of Xu Chaoqi's words, Wen Zhaoxi stopped pointing.

Xu Chaoqi's writing became smoother, Wen Zhaoxi looked at it for a while, then turned around and peeled a few soft green fruits and put them into the bowl.

Xu Chaoqi was chewing on the flesh that his senior brother had peeled, his cheeks were bulging, but he didn't make much sound.He finished eating quietly, and buried himself in copying again.

On the ladder, the master of the lower realm in the southeast climbed up in fear and confusion.He didn't know why head Wen named his name alone among the many realm masters.

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, and the severe pain almost made him faint.

Under the clear sky, his figure was seen by many people.If it was the past, he would naturally be ashamed and angry.But today, he was surrounded by overwhelming fear, his mind was in a mess, he only thought about how to survive, and he couldn't care about other things for the time being.

The people who can be seen on the cloud are all the realm masters, and everyone has different expressions, some are surprised, some are ridiculed, and some are reminiscing.

Everyone can show this look, it is obvious that the border master of the southeast lower realm has not done any evil things on weekdays, and the border master only knows a lot of secrets.The realm masters were just wondering, which iron board did Zheng Fulin kick on?Climb up in such a mess?

Zheng Fulin's panic is also because he doesn't know which thing he has provoked?He only hoped, only hoped that what he caused was a small matter.

Head Wen has been in a daze for many years because of his younger brother's death, and has long since ignored matters of the world.If the trouble he caused was not serious, maybe he could easily get away with it.

Zheng Fulin reported that he was lucky enough to climb up, but his eyes were already wet with sweat.Even though he was much calmer than before, his hands were still shaking.

In Xiangyunli, Xu Chaoqi copied for more than half an hour, and his movements became more and more proficient.

Finally, he pushed away the copied book and wrote alone.

The tip of the pen left an ink dot on the white paper, he thought for a while, his thick eyelashes curled up, and he wrote three words lightly——

[Wen, Chao, Xi]

As soon as he finished writing, his lips were dry and he had to keep pursing his lips.He quietly glanced at his senior brother, he grew so big, he hadn't called his senior brother by his name in person.

His heartbeat was much faster than before, and the senior brother also saw those three words, his calm eyes stared at the paper, the barrier became completely quiet, and the sound of breathing between the two was infinitely amplified.

For a long time, the senior brother didn't look up at the handwriting, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yao's writing is excellent."

It's just that the senior brother also stretched out his hand and held the end of the pen. He took Xu Chaoqi's hand and wrote the three characters again.

The strokes of the two handwritings are somewhat similar, but the details are different.For example, the word "Wen" is slightly narrower, and the word "Chao" has an extra horizontal line...

Senior brother was very close to Xu Chaoqi, said in a low voice: "Senior brother is used to writing these three characters like this."

On the surface, Xu Chaoqi looked like he was memorizing these three words seriously, but in fact his scalp was already numb, and the surrounding heat made him even exhale dry.

When the master of the southeast lower realm entered the enchantment, he was so overwhelmed by the oppression that he lay on the ground and could hardly get up.

His ears were ringing, and he raised his head in the dark. The extra young man beside him woke him up instantly. The coolness penetrated his brain, his spine and his whole body, and his mind was filled with fear, and he lost his mind on the spot. .

Head Wen has a handsome young man suspected of being a Daoist beside him, and this fact has already reached the ears of all the realm masters.

It's just that the master of the lower realm in the southeast never dreamed that the legendary Taoist boy was actually Xu Chengyao who was compared to his son!

Head Wen is still teaching Xu Chengyao how to write, and the pampering revealed by this move makes the master of the southeast lower realm numb all over, and his underwear has already been soaked in cold sweat.

He bent down and knocked his forehead against the cold cloud.

The master of the lower realm in the southeast had long lost his strength, and a deep sense of despair rose in his heart, but there was a faint ray of hope mixed with the despair.

He can still live, but he has to gamble on the attitude of head Wen towards Xu Chengyao. 27 Environment There are old things with cruel methods who are soft and doting on the surface, but in fact they just treat the beauties around them as dispensable items.

At this moment, "Xu Chengyao" spoke, and he called the people beside him unsuspectingly: "Brother, do I write these words much better than before?"

As soon as the word "senior brother" was heard, the master of the southeast lower realm buzzed.

He knew he was finished, completely finished.

Xu Chaoqi's first round of competition has ended, and some disciples may have to compete for another two days.Song Shuiqing's luck is really good here, there are a total of three games, he only needs two games, and the last game is a bye.

The master of the Western Realm wanted to tell the world when he knew about it, and Song Shuiqing also knew that his strength was not enough, so he took advantage of the next few days to learn some new talismans with Xu Chaoqi, and then stayed at home and practiced hard.

Since Xu Chaoqi became famous in the fight with Zheng Mutang, more and more disciples asked him to buy talismans.Nanjing Xiantai was temporarily closed, and Xu Chaoqi had nothing to do, so he simply found a place to set up a stall.

In order to make it easier for everyone to find him, he went to the lunch market stall with the most people. Once the old cloth was spread on the ground, the stall was set up.

The sea breeze was warm, Xu Chaoqi took a small stool and sat behind the stall, and the noise of selling was endless.

He rested his chin and looked around, and the old man who sold magic weapons at the stall next door shouted very hard.

"Ancient artifact! I missed it! Don't want 998, only 888 low-grade spirit stones!"

Xu Chaoqi looked at the old man in surprise, the old man saw that the kid next door was well dressed, and he knew that this was a knowledgeable person, so he said embarrassedly: "Although my old man deceives people a lot, there are also a few authentic pieces mixed in." .”

"Authentic?"

The old man blushed: "It's a real yellow magic weapon."

Xu Chaoqi: ...

He sat here for a while, and he also saw the doorway. It turned out that the storyteller in the alley in front of the old man had a deal.The storyteller mixed private goods in every story, deliberately describing the appearance of the legendary artifact as the same as the device on the old man's stall.

Xu Chaoqi shook his head and arranged the talisman papers neatly. He should be his own conscientious seller.

Xu Chaoqi's business was good, all the talisman papers on the stall were robbed all afternoon, and he also made a bag full of money, his whole heart seemed to be filled.

On the way back, he saw a stall selling spirit beast meat on the side of the street, so he bought two catties of black-grade spirit beast meat and took home, spending most of the money he earned.

Xu Chaoqi didn't think there was anything wrong with it, he happily carried the meat of the spirit beast, thinking that he could let his senior brother taste it when the time came.

The setting sun turned the entire hillside into gold, and his black hair was also covered with a layer of golden light.Facing the sunset, the fragrance of flowers and plants on the side of the road caught his attention. He turned his head and saw a flower garden next to it.

The flower and herb garden naturally sells flowers, and the sign at the entrance reads: [Exotic flowers and herbs, rare in 27 situations, one cup of tea for entering the garden, two middle-grade spirit stones, one rare plant and one middle-grade spirit stone. ]

This price is not cheap, Xu Chaoqi worked all afternoon to earn a high-grade spirit stone.

He raised his eyes to look at the flower and herb garden in front of him, half of his face was sprinkled with afterglow, he held the storage bag in his palm, and finally walked in.

He ran for a small half of the hill, and finally picked a dozen flowers, and when he settled the bill for twenty middle-grade spirit stones, he almost squandered all the money he earned today.

As soon as Wen Zhaoxi finished the meal, Xu Chaoqi came back.

Xu Chaoqi happily picked up the spirit beast meat in his hand, saying that it was the result of his earning outside today.

Wen Zhaoxi had a smile in his eyes from the beginning to the end. He patiently listened to Xiao Yao's words, took the spirit beast meat, and sincerely praised Xiao Yao for a few words.

Xiao Yao was delighted, and he took out the bouquet he had picked from the storage bag: "When I came back, I passed by the flower and herb garden and saw that they were very beautiful, so I picked them back and gave them to my brother for disposal."

Wen Zhaoxi looked down at the flowers in Xiao Yao's hands, and the expression in his eyes changed slightly.He smiled unabated, and his eyes fell on the flowers.

Wen Zhaoxi said in a low voice, "Xiao Yao is paying attention."

He held the bouquet, and the bouquet landed safely in his hands without even shaking the leaves.

In the evening, Xiaoyao got an extra meal of spirit beast meat, and happily went back to the room to continue drawing talismans after eating, in order to deal with the next day's business.

Outside the house, Wen Zhaoxi carefully trimmed the bouquet with scissors, and took out a small jade porcelain vase, and finally divided the bouquet into equal parts by size and color, and inserted them into the vase one by one.

The inserted flowers are beautiful and bright, with water droplets hanging on them, which are crystal clear, and they seem to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost facing the moonlight.

The next day Xu Chao got up to set up a stall, and his business was still very good, but the stall of the old man next door was kicked.

Xu Chaoqi sold it all afternoon, and earned another high-grade spirit stone, but before closing the stall, a monk ran over and asked in a panic, "Is there any Rejuvenation Pill?"

Xu Chaoqi shook his head, the monk was very regretful, and he didn't forget to leave a sentence while running: "If you have the Rejuvenation Pill, I would like to spend ten middle-grade spirit stones to buy it!"

Xu Chao stood up for a moment, thoughtful.

He went back one day and bought some pastries that he thought were delicious for his senior brother. He also picked a bouquet of flowers and spent more than half of the money.

After he went back, the senior brother put the pastries he bought on the plate with great care, and there was another plate of delicacies on the table for the two of them.

And the flowers he picked were put away by his senior brother, who pruned carefully for half an hour before inserting the flowers into a crystal clear jade vase.

From that day on, Xu Chaoqi used to bring some things home every day, and at the same time pick a bouquet of flowers to give to his brother when passing by the flower garden.