Dressed as a male protagonist

Because he was too nervous, Wei Ling didn't even hear what Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang said afterwards. When he came back to his senses, Nan Jinrong was about to raise his hand to check his body.

Instinctively, Wei Ling dodged a little.When Shen Rang saw him come back to his senses, he smiled and said, "It seems to be all right."

Wei Ling knew that he had lost his composure, so he quickly picked up some dishes with his chopsticks and said to Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang, "The dishes cooked by Yuan Lu, senior brother and senior brother Shen, hurry up and try."

Shen Rang glanced at Lu Wuchen who was standing beside him, and waved to him: "Since you made it, let's eat together."

Nan Jinrong didn't move his chopsticks, but Wei Ling urged him again, and then he slowly picked up the chopsticks and finished the food that Wei Ling had picked up for him.

Wei Ling said, "Isn't it delicious?" Nan Jinrong is not still remembering what happened yesterday, is he?

Nan Jinrong slowly shook his head: "Recently Bigu."

"..." Brother, you ate so many dishes yesterday! ! !

As if sensing Wei Ling's disbelief, Nan Jinrong said, "Start today."

Wei Ling: "..." What else could he say?

Shen Rang said: "If the senior brother in charge doesn't eat, then I won't be polite." After Shen Rang finished speaking, he added a lot of dishes to himself and Wei Ling, and picked up chopsticks for Lu Wuchen before he started eating.

The three quickly finished a table of dishes. Wei Ling was a little stuffed, so he said hello and walked outside Qingxin Xiaozhu.

Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang wanted to follow, but Wei Ling refused.After walking a certain distance, Lu Wuchen followed.Wei Ling was hiding something in his heart, and seeing the protagonist's attitude of not being able to chase him away, he didn't make a sound to chase him away.

There are many lush vegetation and strange stone waterfalls in the back mountain of Tongxian Peak.After walking a considerable distance, Wei Ling's stomach was almost digested.He saw a flying waterfall in front of him, like a white horse falling from the sky, with magnificent waves and at the same time a cool breath rushing towards his face, so he lifted his feet over, picked up a big stone nearby and sat on it.

The protagonist sat down under the big rock, next to Wei Ling's drooping clothes.

After the sunset, the last ray of red light disappeared without a trace under the refraction of the waterfall. Only then did Wei Ling realize that this was the place where Nan Jinrong injured Lu Wuchen yesterday.

Looking sideways at the silent protagonist, Wei Ling frowned and said, "Why did you do it yesterday?"

Lu Wuchen shook his head: "I really don't know."

Seeing the protagonist like this, Wei Ling was no longer interested in asking: "Miao Yinzhong, what are you going to do? Do you refine it for the teacher, or do you refine it yourself?"

Lu Wuchen said: "I haven't thought of a way to achieve both for the time being. When I think of it, I will tell the master at that time."

Wei Ling was a little skeptical, but he didn't show any expression. He still said with a straight face: "After all, this thing is not yours and mine. It's best to take it out and return it to the original owner."

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Wuchen's lips: "I heard from Uncle Shen that my senior brother died a long time ago. Does Master think he will come back?"

Wei Ling: "...Nonsense."

"It's not nonsense. The disciples of Baicao Peak have seen the body of that senior brother."

"Why don't I know?" The Lord is right in front of him, how could Wei Ling believe it!

"Uncle Fuyao was afraid that Master would be sad, so he kept it secret."

Wei Ling was stunned.

According to the protagonist, should he express his sadness now?

"Master?"

Wei Ling frowned: "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die!"

Lu Wuchen lowered his head and laughed lowly: "Actually, Master doesn't really care about that person's life or death..."

"You're talking nonsense again!" Wei Ling reprimanded, "That's a disciple who is a teacher. If a teacher doesn't care, who cares?"

Lu Wuchen raised his head and looked at Wei Ling who was sitting on the boulder: "Then what if I die? Compared with that senior brother, who does Master care about more?"

Wei Ling finally couldn't help reaching out and slapping the protagonist on the head: "Stay away from death!"

Lu Wuchen made a wounded gesture.

Wei Ling thought you could just pretend, but he still promised: "If one day you die, I don't think you can live long as a teacher." The protagonist is dead, is this world far from collapsing?

It's just that the taste changed in Lu Wuchen's ears.

Lu Wuchen said: "There will be a competition tomorrow, Master, go back and rest."

Wei Ling thought so too, but...

"You go back first, I want to wash for the teacher... I want to sit for a while." Thinking of the words that Venerable Jieying questioned Lu Wuchen during the day, the word "bath" in Wei Ling's mouth turned around in his throat and rolled back into his stomach .

Lu Wuchen said: "The disciple is with the master."

"...No need." Wei Ling squeezed two words out of his mouth, and said unbearably, "The ancestors of Huaxia said a word, have you heard it?"

"What?"

"Distance creates beauty."

Lu Wuchen: "..."

One minute later, Wei Ling looked at Lu Wuchen's back with satisfaction, and slowly got up and walked towards the waterfall.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a magic trick to drive away dust and avoid dust, called Bichen Jue.But Wei Ling's habit of being a mortal for more than 20 years is still there.

It has been two days since he came out of the Lingyin Cave, and he was cooking yesterday and got covered in oily fumes, so he wanted to take a good bath a long time ago.

Taking off the clothes and shoes that were in the way, Wei Ling sank into the water, holding his breath for a long time before resurfacing.

Wanzongmen gathers the beauty and essence of heaven and earth in one place. Every mountain and every peak is a place where spiritual energy gathers, and this waterfall is not lacking in spiritual energy.Wei Ling just soaked for a while, and felt a lot of spiritual energy surrounding him, as if he was trying to find a way to enter his body.

This is a very novel experience, he never knew that spiritual energy would take the initiative to gather on people? ? ?

Seeing that the aura around him was gathering more and more, Wei Ling lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, and with a turn of his mind, the spiritual power in his body immediately circulated like flying, absorbing these auras into the alchemy almost effortlessly.

The aura in the Dan Mansion gathered more and more, and after reaching a certain level, it turned into a little bit of liquid and entered the Nascent Soul. This cycle went on and on, and Wei Ling was immersed in it for a while and forgot the time.

Noticing that the Nascent Soul in the Dan Mansion seemed to have grown up a lot, Wei Ling slowly stopped the circulation of his spiritual power and slowly opened his eyes.

"Who?!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Wei Ling immediately sensed the presence of outsiders.At the critical moment, Wei Ling almost instinctively let out a shout, and quickly sent out a stream of spiritual power with his right palm towards the front left.

The other party chuckled and spread the paper fan, which not only counteracted the violent flow of spiritual power, but also took a few steps forward, and fell from the surface of the water with a "crash", almost leaning against Wei Ling's body.

"It's you?!" Wei Ling became annoyed when he saw that it was Jieying, "Are you sick? Why are you pestering me!"

Jieying smiled and said, "Holding you..." His eyes slowly swept over Wei Ling's bare shoulders, and he said in a vague and ambiguous tone, "Of course I like you, I like you, and I want to double cultivate with you." .”

Wei Ling has lived for so many years, including the 21 years in the 26st century, and has never met such a brazen person!

Waving his hands and using his spiritual power to fetch the clothes from the shore, Wei Ling said coldly, "Turn around." They are all men, and you have what I have, what do you look at? !

Jieying smiled, and actually turned around and stopped looking at Wei Ling.

Wei Ling was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to delay. If the other party really became interested in his chestless and handle body, wouldn't he be in big trouble!

While despising and cursing in his heart, Wei Ling put on his clothes in the water, and then went ashore to steam the clothes dry with spiritual power.

Venerable Jieying soon followed.

"I didn't expect you to be so ashamed and ashamed?" Wei Ling tidied up his appearance and finally regained his composure. He sneered at Venerable Jieying, "As a broken sleeve, peeking at other people's baths like this, and having sex with mortals. What's the difference between a thief?"

Venerable Jieying was stunned for a moment, and said with a little hesitation: "Actually... Mahayana monks don't need to look at it specially, our spiritual consciousness will naturally present everything around us in our minds."

Wei Ling: "..." So, can he kill this guy?

Seeing Wei Ling's complexion was very bad, Jieying coughed again, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I just noticed that there was something abnormal about the aura here, so I came here to take a look, and it turned out..."

"You think I'll believe it?"

Jieying said: "Then what should I do? You have to know that I don't mind being responsible to you at all."

I mind! ! !Wei Ling stared at Jieying with fiery eyes, turned around and left when he couldn't bear it anymore.

As a man with a normal sexual orientation, of course he doesn't mind being seen taking a shower by the same sex, but the other party is a broken sleeve, the same broken sleeve who just confessed to him!

Jieying shouted from behind: "Wei Ling, see you tomorrow!"

See you sister!I don't want to see you in my life! !As Wei Ling walked, he kicked away the stones blocking the way under his feet, and his whole body was full of anger as if he was on fire.

Wei Ling has never hated a person so much since time travelling. Now he can't wait to go back and find out his draft of "Killing the Gods", and then delete the character Jieying a hundred times a hundred times every minute! !

Why did he write a broken sleeve in Zhong. Marvin? !Still a Mahayana Venerable! ! !

It wasn't until he returned to Qingxin Xiaozhu that Wei Ling's mood calmed down a little.Remembering that Venerable Jieying died because of the protagonist in the final ending, he felt a little complicated in his heart.

In fact, Venerable Jieying did not do any big crimes in his life. It was because his father killed the protagonist's father, so he was brutally killed by the protagonist in the end, and he cut off his head and hung it on the protagonist's father. Before the grave, until the end of the book "Killing the Gods", Wei Ling didn't remember this... head again.

Tsk, it seems pretty miserable.

And the reason for this misery... is because of him as the author.

Such an association... In other words, the biggest boss in this world is not himself, is it?As an author, does he really seem to be the terminator or arbiter of this novel world?

Bah bah bah!What a mess!

Wei Ling spurned himself from the bottom of his heart, and then raised his eyes to see a person standing under the light not far away, silently looking in his direction.

For some reason, Wei Ling felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Wei Ling walked over slowly, looked at Nan Jinrong who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, and said, "Senior brother."

Nan Jinrong's cold eyebrows and eyes were warmed by the warm lights at this moment: "Why have you been here for so long?"

Hearing Nan Jinrong's question, Wei Ling suddenly remembered being teased by Venerable Jieying, so he frowned and said, "It's nothing. Where's Yuan Lu? Are you asleep?"

Nan Jinrong said: "I haven't come back yet."

Huh?Haven't come back yet?Wei Ling's brain couldn't turn around.