Seeing that the place where he lived was turned into ruins, Xu Ziyan couldn't help laughing and crying.
All right, he admits, he was wrong in this too. At first, he couldn't move because of his injuries, so he couldn't repair it. Later, he was struck by lightning every day, and when he came back every few days, he was helped by Xu Zirong, so he had no energy to repair. Going to the Kirin Pagoda, it seems that it is not easy for this dilapidated little thatched hut to last for so long...
(Maoya-kun: 嘤嘤嘤... Finally someone understands my perseverance.)
Thunder spells couldn't help much at this time, and Xu Ziyan didn't want Xu Zirong to do it. Although his wood spells can give him a lot of help, he feels that Zi Rong has worked hard for more than half a year, and it is his brother who should take up this responsibility.
He took out all the things that could be used in the hut and stacked them aside, and he began to sketch the design of the house on the ground.
This is the place where he and Zirong will stay for a long time in the future. Since it is his own place, of course, the more comfortable it is, the better.
He smeared on the ground for a while before he came up with a more satisfactory plan.
With the plan, the next step is to start working.
Fortunately, the cultivator's physical strength is many times better than that of mortals, and the cultivator in the foundation-building stage is even more powerful.
The brothers worked together to get everything done in just one afternoon. Originally, Xu Ziyan didn't want Zirong to do it, but the other party looked at him pitifully, as if I wanted to help my brother, so he couldn't say anything to refuse.
Later, I thought about it, the two brothers working together is also a good expression of affection, why do they have to be entangled in their own hands and let the younger brother rest. ╮(╯▽╰)╭After the wooden house was built, Xu Zirong was in charge of cleaning the room, while Xu Ziyan went to make a fire to cook. He didn't eat fresh food for a whole month. Even after taking Bigu Pill, he still felt empty in his stomach.
Because he had been working for an afternoon, Xu Ziyan didn't do anything complicated. He just kneaded some noodles, cut them into noodles, and fried a pot of secret sauce. Then the two brothers went to the newly completed kitchen, Holding the noodle bowl, Siri snorts and eats...
Originally, Xu Zirong didn't pay much attention to this appetite, but maybe it was because he and Xu Ziyan had been together for a long time, and now he became unhappy, and the brackets were only made by his brother.
"Well... it smells so good! You two scoundrels! You don't call yourself a master when you eat!!!"
Just when the two brothers wiped out nearly half the pot of noodles, Luo Dajiao's angry roar suddenly came from outside the wooden house.
The movements of the two men paused slightly, and then made two completely different movements.
Xu Ziyan stood up naturally and planned to get an empty bowl, while Xu Zirong immediately scooped another large spoonful of noodles into the basin.
"Zirong, there are still many noodles." Xu Ziyan was dumbfounded. He wondered, what happened to this master and Zirong? Naturally unpleasant? Zirong, who is obviously very sensible, is also very childish when facing his master...
"Evil!" Luo Dajiao just kicked the door and walked in. Seeing Xu Zirong's actions, he raised his eyebrows angrily.
Xu Zirong raised his head and glanced at Luo Dazuo, with the show of a winner in his eyes, obviously he knew that between him and Luo Dazuo, his brother would definitely protect him unconditionally.
Luo Big Foot also saw the meaning in Xu Zirong's eyes, and his heart was suddenly depressed, Emma really wanted to beat him up! But isn't it a bit shameful for a Nascent Soul cultivator to bully a child
"Master, please use it." Seemingly aware of the unkindness in Luo Big Foot's eyes, Xu He Shi Lao Zi Yan quickly scooped up a large bowl of noodles and placed it in front of Luo Big Foot respectfully.
Luo Big Foot forcefully exhaled two breaths from his nostrils, and glanced at Xu Ziyan, meaning: For your own sake, I will spare this kid once for the sake of my teacher.
Xu Ziyan had no choice but to laugh, being caught between his younger brother and his master, it felt really bad...
If Luo Dajiao was the second fastest eating, no one would dare to be the first, and the big bowl of noodles disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the big man who was so low as to be empty in front of him, the corners of Xu Ziyan's eyes twitched. He silently scooped another bowl of noodles, looked at the almost empty basin, and consciously went to knead the noodles again...
After the three of them were satisfied, Luo Bigfoot patted his belly contentedly and left.
Xu Ziyan stared at his back, puzzled, why did the master come here
Xu Zirong stared gloomily at Luo Dazuo's figure, this guy is just here to deceive food and drink...
This matter was quickly revealed, and Xu Ziyan started a busy life again.
He practiced Tibetan Thunder, and practiced the Nine Transformations of Zixiao. When he had free time, he went to the various peaks in the gate to stroll around, and he also met Wei Qing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Wei Qing did not bow to Wei Ying's door, but was kidnapped by Shu Yunfeng's Zhou Xueting, who took over as his apprentice. And Wei Ying is not empty-handed, he seems to have taken a fancy to Lehu sent from the extreme west land at a glance. Several other people were also accepted by different elders, and Yu Hao's master was a Jindan cultivator with little reputation and a very low sense of presence.
Although everyone was a competitor at the time of the assessment, but now they are all brothers and sisters of the same sect, and they naturally have to communicate with each other.
Xu Ziyan's personality is very forthright, and he gets along pretty well with most people. It's not clear what will happen when it comes to life and death, but on the surface, everyone seems to be in harmony.
Of course, Xu Ziyan is not a top-quality spirit stone after all, and it is impossible to win everyone's favor, so naturally there will be some people who don't look down on him no matter what.
"Bah! What the hell!" A tall and thin teenager spat fiercely at Xu Ziyan's back.
He turned his head and said to Hu Tianyu in a flattering tone: "Senior Brother Hu, this guy really thinks he is a character, and he doesn't take photos with him, just because of his background, he is not worthy to give you shoes. I even need to contact more feelings, I think this kid just wants to hug your thigh."
Hu Tianyu didn't speak. His identity background and his own talent gave him arrogant capital, but he was arrogant and not stupid, how could he not see such a low-level provocation.
This person is a child of the Hu family's cousin's family. The aptitude of Sanlinggen can only be said to be very general. As an inner disciple of Liuguang Sect, he was only accepted as a registered disciple by an elder. The gap between the disciples is very different.
To put it mildly, this named disciple is the elder, and he is not very optimistic about you, but he has put you under his name first, and of course he will also give some guidance. If you develop well in the future, you might be able to be promoted to a true disciple, but if your development is mediocre, you can only be a named disciple for a lifetime.
This kind of thing runs behind his ass all day long, and all he wants is to be able to take advantage of Hu Tianyu's protection and get along better in the Streaming Light Sect. If Xu Ziyan has the intention to rely on himself, then his strength is like him. Naturally, it can only be pushed aside.
In the world of self-cultivation, even if you want to be a dog's leg, you must have a certain amount of strength!
Hu Tianyu didn't speak, the tall and thin boy thought that the other party had listened to his words. While secretly happy in his heart, he continued to speculate with the utmost malicious intent on the purpose of Xu Ziyan's trip.
What is the relationship, the set is close, and finally even the unreliable guess of wanting to break into the Hu family and dig out the secrets of the Hu family is said. Looking at his nonsense, Hu Tianyu felt a little helpless.
Before his arrival, his mother repeatedly warned himself that he must run his own power in Liuguangzong, otherwise he would not be able to gain the approval of other elders just by virtue of his identity as the son of the patriarch.
Back then, when his father took over the position of Patriarch, he also went through a bloody ordeal.
With a silent sigh in his heart, Hu Tianyu turned around and left. There are too many things to worry about, so he should go to practice...
***
"Senior Brother Xu!" Just as Xu Ziyan was on his way back to Tianluo Peak, a surprised voice from a young girl suddenly came from behind him.
Xu Ziyan's face twitched, then turned his head with a smile: "Junior Sister Xiahou."
"Hehe, congratulations to senior brother for building the foundation." Xia Houlian said with a smile.
Xu Ziyan hurriedly thanked him, and added a few polite words by the way. He always had an inexplicable fear towards Junior Sister Xiahou. This fear was not from fear that she would endanger his own life, but from a strange intuition. It seems that the other party will bring him a lot of trouble, but he can't ignore people for this reason - that's too rude.
The two chatted casually for a few words, and Xu Ziyan left in a hurry. He didn't know why he had such an intuition. Anyway, he just felt that being with this junior sister for a long time would definitely not be good.
"Brother, are you back?" Xu Zirong ran out from a distance and threw himself into his arms.
"Well, are you tired from practicing today?" Xu Ziyan patted his head.
Ever since he realized that Xu Zirong's hair is silkier and softer than silk, his habit of rubbing his head has begun to develop into a frenzy.
If I have something to do, I can touch it when I have nothing to do. I can touch it when I am bored and relieve boredom... In short, if Xu Zirong's hair is not very good, maybe he will touch him bald...
"Not tired." Xu Zirong smiled. He buried his face in his brother's chest and took a deep breath...! ! !
What's with this faint orchid scent? ? ! ! !
His eyes flashed red, and then he returned to normal when he raised his head. He asked in a casual tone, "Brother, why does your body smell like flowers? Does your brother like to use incense again?"
"Scent?" Xu Ziyan looked at Xu Zirong suspiciously, and sniffed his sleeves forcefully. It was strange, there was no smell...
Although he didn't smell any scent, since Xu Zirong said that there is, it must be there. He thought about it and didn't think that he passed through a place similar to a flower bush. Then the only chance to get this smell is naturally with A chance encounter with Xia Houlian.