"Master?" Xue Meng's expression instantly became solemn. "Only he has no nickname, and no one dares to joke about him in the whole life and death."
"Bullshit, it's just because others know that you like the master, and they don't tell you the truth." Mo Ran rolled his eyes, pulled Chu Wanning, and whispered in a voice that was not quiet, "Don't listen. His, let me tell you, in the whole of life and death, the most famous one is Elder Yuheng."
"Oh? Is that so?" Chu nightning raised his eyebrows slightly, looking very interested, "For example?"
"For example, to be more polite, call him Bai Wuchang."
"…Why is it called this?"
"Because I wear white clothes all day long."
"… anything else?"
"Little cabbage."
"… why?"
"Because I wear white clothes all day long."
"anything else?"
"Big buns."
"why?"
"Because I wear white clothes all day long."
"anything else?"
"Little Widow."
Chu nightning: "???"
"Do you know why this is?" Mo Ran was unaware of the murderousness that passed through Chu nightning's eyes, and he was also silly, "Because he wears white clothes all day long."
"… "
If it wasn't for Chu Wanning's strength, I'm afraid I can't hold back: "Also, what else?"
"Ouch." Mo Ran looked at Xue Meng's face and whispered, "I'll say it again, my cousin is probably going to lift the bottom of the pot on my head."
Xue Meng patted the table and gritted his teeth: "It's ridiculous! Who allowed them to arrange the master like this? What little cabbage and big steamed buns, there are actually little widows? Are you tired of living?"
"Ah." Mo Ran said, "You're not happy with this? You don't listen to what some female disciples call Master, it's very numb."
Xue Meng's eyes widened: "What did they say?"
The ink burned lazily: "What else can I say, girls, the speeches are all written, what Danyue pear flowers, Yangchun Baixue, Lin'an Chulang, Xizi Fuchu. My god."
Chu nightning: "..."
Xue Meng: "..."
"This is good. Like Elder Greedy Wolf, who has a flat appearance and a bad temper, the nickname is much more ugly."
The greedy wolf elder is the one with the worst relationship with Chu nightning among the twenty elders. Chu nightning asked: "What is his name?"
"Winter pickles or Xue Lihong, because it's black." Mo Ran said, smiling, "Mengmeng, don't have this expression, you also have a share."
Xue Meng seemed to swallow an egg: "What? I have it too?"
"Yes." Mo Ran smiled.
Xue Meng didn't seem to care, cleared his throat and asked, "Then what do they call me?"
"Screen screen."
"… What's wrong?"
"What's the solution, it's not easy to understand?" Mo Ran twitched his shoulders and said these three words, and finally couldn't help laughing at the table, "The peacock opens the screen, hahaha-"
Xue Meng jumped up and said angrily: "Ink burning! I killed you!"
The three returned to the top of death and life after eating and drinking, it was already ugly. Chu nightning first sent himself to the jurisdiction of Elder Xuanji with two silly apprentices and said goodbye to them. Xue Menglin also asked him to meet again in the bamboo forest tomorrow, but Chu nightning didn't know when he would change back to his original appearance, so he didn't dare to agree, only if he had time to come.
After the apprentices were far away, he swept up lightly, stepped on the roof tile eaves beam and returned to the red lotus water pavilion.
Early the next morning, Chu Wanning got up and saw that he was still a child, and couldn't help but feel stuffy.
With a straight face, he stood on the bench and stared at the man in the bronze mirror for a long time. He didn't even have the thought to comb his hair. After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't do this anymore, so he went to Xue Zhengyi.
"What? Did you see Meng'er and Ran'er yesterday?"
"Yes, I said that I was a disciple of Xuanji, and they were not suspicious." Chu nightning said, "If Xue Meng asks you, remember to help me make a round. Let's not talk about this, I have practiced for more than ten days, But it didn't get better. I can't go on like this, I still have to go to Greedy Wolf to see."
"Hey, we Yuheng are so thin-skinned, but aren't we afraid of embarrassment today?"
Chu nightning glanced at him coldly, but this look was placed on a child, and the momentum was much weaker, but it was a bit like a child's anger.
He was beautiful and cute when he was a child, Xue Zhengyi couldn't help but was touched a little, and reached out to touch the top of Chu Wanning's head.
Chu nightning suddenly said: "Honorable lord, when my body recovers, please let Huanshatang cut a piece of clothes for me at the top of life and death. Don't want white."
Xue Zhengyi was completely stunned: "Don't you like wearing light armor?"
"Occasionally change your appearance." Chu nightning left a sentence with a black face and went far.
Although the elder greedy wolf was not in harmony with Chu Wanning, but because of the presence of the Lord, he had to restrain himself a little, so he did not mock Chu Wanning in his mouth, and wrote it all in his eyes.
Chu night Ning Susu raised his eyes and looked at the greedy wolf elder expressionlessly.
The other party's eyes brightened, and the picture inside was showing off fireworks.
Chu nightning: "..."
"Mrs. Wang's diagnosis is generally good." After the elder greedy wolf broke the pulse, he loosened the wrist of Chu Wanning, and Chu Wanning immediately took his hand away and put down his sleeve.
"Then why it has been ten days, and there is still no recovery?"
Greedy Wolf said: "Although the amount of juice of the ancient god wood is small, its effect is strong. If you want to recover, I am afraid it will take a long time."
Chu nightning asked casually: "How long will it take?"
Greedy Wolf said: "I'm not sure, but, about ten years."
Chu nightning's eyes widened instantly. Although the greedy wolf elder was still trying to stretch, the gloating smile in his eyes almost overflowed: "Yes, you, it may take ten years to restore the original appearance."
Chu nightning stared at him for a while, and said: "Are you kidding me?"
"How dare you, you are Elder Yuheng." Greedy Wolf said with a smile, "I don't think it's okay for you to be like this, it's good, it's just that your body has become smaller, and your mind has become slightly younger, but it is very small, not to mention the mana is still there. Now, what are you doing in a hurry to recover?"
Chu nightning's face was ashen, and he was speechless for a while.
Greedy Wolf said: "But in the past ten years, it doesn't mean that you will always look like a child. The movement of this juice is in the same vein as your spiritual power. If you don't use any spells for three to five months, then It can be changed back to the way it was.”
"This method is feasible!" Xue Zhengyi's eyes lit up, as if seeing the dawn.
Unexpectedly, Greedy Wolf smiled and said: "Why is your lord so anxious? I haven't finished my words yet. After Elder Yuheng returns to his original appearance, he still can't use too many spells. Left and right, turn back into a child."
"More? How to call it more?" Xue Zhengyi cried.
"Well, the sap has spread all over his body." Greedy Wolf said, "At most two strokes a day."
Chu nightning's voice was as cold as iron, and said: "There are often gaps in the enchantment of the ghost world, and spells are also required to train the spirit machine mecha. If I have at most two moves a day, wouldn't it be a waste."
"Then there is nothing I can do." Greedy Wolf said strangely, "After all, if the world loses the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable, the sun may not be able to rise as usual tomorrow."
Xue Zhengyi anxiously said beside him: "Greeding wolf, don't speak rude words. In the whole world of self-cultivation, your medical skills are among the best, you should think of a way. Although Yuheng's mana is not affected, he is a young man after all. Tong's body and skills are definitely not as good as before. Besides, when he was injured in Jin Chengchi, let other sects know, and there is no guarantee that there will be a lot of effort. Ten years is too long, you can see if there is any good medicine that can …”
Elder Greedy Wolf sneered and interrupted him: "Your Highness. The Big Dipper Immortal Venerable is contaminated with the juice of the ancient gods, not any common poison. What do you think I can think of in a while?"
Xue Zhengyi: "..."
"Okay, I'm going to make alchemy." Greedy Wolf said slowly, "You two, please come back."
Xue Zhengyi: "Crazy wolf!" What else did he want to say, Chu nightning pulled his clothes and said, "Honorable Lord, go."
The two walked to the front of the door, but the voice of the greedy wolf suddenly came from behind.
"Chu nightning, if you are willing to beg me humbly, maybe I will be willing to help you dispense medicine? Although I have never seen your situation before, but it may not be impossible to deal with, do you consider it?"
"..." Chu nightning turned back and said, "How can you be considered a humility?"
Greedy Wolf was reclining on the couch and was lazily looking at the silver needle cushion bag on the table. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed with sarcasm: "When others are desperate, they all kowtow for help. You and I are colleagues, kowtow. Forget it, kneel down, say two nice things to me, and I'll help you."
Chu nightning didn't say anything and looked at him coldly.
After a while, he said, "Winter pickles, I don't think you woke up."
After speaking, he left with a flick of his sleeves. Left Tanlang sat in a daze alone, without thinking about the meaning of winter pickles for a long time.
The days passed slowly, and Elder Yuheng said that he was in retreat, but in reality he was trapped in the child's body and could not get out. This matter was successively known by Xue Zhengyi, Madam Wang, and Elder Greedy Wolf. Later, in order not to reveal the secret, Elder Xuanji was also shocked to hear about this strange event.
In a flash, a few months passed away in a hurry, and the red lotus water pavilion has been closed for a long time, and Xue Meng can't help but worry.
"Master has been in seclusion for more than 70 days, why hasn't he come out yet?"
"It may be that the spiritual power has to be refined again." The teacher took a sip of the Lingshan rain and dew in the tea cup, and looked up at the cloudy sky outside the window, "It's going to snow, and it will be Xiaohan soon, I don't know. Can Shizun go out before New Year's Eve?"
Mo Ran is lazily flipping through the sword manual, and he heard the words: "It is estimated that he can't figure it out. He used the Begonia Flower to transmit to us a few days ago. Isn't it a long time? I think it's very mysterious."
This day happened to be a leisure day at the peak of death and life, and the disciples did not need to practice. The three people gathered together to cook tea and wine. The bamboo curtains in the pavilion of the small courtyard were half-rolled, covered by heavy curtains, and the misty water vapor leaked from the bottom.
Recently, they often hang out with them, and there is a young disciple under Elder Xuanji's family, Xia Sini.
After he got acquainted with Xue Meng that day, Xue Meng pulled him over to practice and play together. After a long time, he was inseparable from them.
The original three disciples of Yuheng's family have inexplicably added a small one.
At this moment, Chu Wanning, whose name is Xia Si Ni, is sitting at the table and eating cakes. Although he eats in a gentle manner, his speed is not slow at all.
Xue Meng glanced at him inadvertently, stunned for a moment, his eyes fell back to the plate, and he said: "Wow, little brother, who did you inherit your appetite?"
Chu nightning slowly chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The flower cake was so delicious that he didn't even care about Xue Meng. After all, someone was rushing to eat with him.
Mo Ran's hand and Chu Wanning's hand fell on the last lotus cake at the same time.
Chu nightning: "Let go."
Ink burning: "I don't."
"release."
"You ate eight yuan, this is mine."
"I can give you anything else, but not lotus cake."
The ink burned and stared at the little guy for a while, and made a killer: "Junior brother, you eat too much sweets, and you will have tooth decay."
"It's okay." Chu nightning is very calm, "I am six years old, not ashamed."
Ink burning: "..."
With a slap, Xue Meng slapped his complaint and came: "Mo Weiyu, don't you hate it, you are so old, and you still grab something to eat with your junior brother."
Taking advantage of the ink-burning sigh and holding his head, Chu nightning has taken the lotus cake with no expression and eyes, and took a small bite with satisfaction.
"Senior Brother!!!"
Chu nightning ignored him and concentrated on eating dessert.
The four people were lively, and suddenly, a sharp whistling sound penetrated the sky and echoed in the whole life and death. Chu nightning's face sank slightly: "Setting whistle?"
Xue Meng opened half of the curtain and looked out of the window. The disciples walking outside also stopped and looked around, showing a rather surprised look.
As soon as the gathering whistle blew, all the members of the top of the dead must gather in the square outside the Danqing Hall. It also means that the whistle will only sound when there must be an emergency. This kind of whistle was often blown when the ghost world enchantment was damaged before Chu Wanning joined the sect, but since Chu Wanning joined, the set whistle has not been sounded for a long time.
The teacher put down the scroll in his hand, got up and walked to Xue Meng: "It's strange, what's so urgent?"
"I don't know, don't care, go and see it first."
Only the ink burned and did not speak, he pursed his lips, and his eyelashes fell, covering the unnaturalness in his eyes. He knew what the whistle meant, but the timing of the incident was slightly different from what he had imagined. He didn't expect it to come so quickly...
Four people came to the summit of life and death, and all the disciples also arrived one after another. Soon all the elders and disciples gathered in the huge Danxin Square.
When the people were complete, Xue Zhengyi walked out of the Danxin Hall with the gate closed, and stood in front of the jade belt railing, with the long bluestone steps falling down. Following him came out, and six fresh women. The faces of the six women were either pretty or cold, but they were all extremely beautiful. They stood against the wind, but in the cold weather, they only wore a thin gauze coat. With fluttering, there are also traces of flames between the eyebrows.
Xue Mengden was startled.
Not only him, but almost everyone present changed their expressions when they saw the six women.
Xue Meng was stunned for a long time, and then he murmured with a trembling voice: "The Feathermen Immortal Envoy... They, are they from the Vermillion Bird Wonderland?"
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Small Theater - "How to Make You Happy"
The new entry disciple A of the top of life and death wants to worship the night of Chu Ning. But when I heard that the elders were very strict, I decided to ask the three senior brothers for advice.
Disciple A: Young Master Nihao! I am disciple A! How can I make Elder Yuheng happy
Xue Meng: First of all, you have to be diligent and diligent with self-discipline in the morning and evening, and then you have to stand up to the wind and rain without changing your mind and determination. Finally, you have to be wear-resistant and hard-working. Master hits you on the left cheek, remember to send your right face up, teacher. Honored to saw your left leg, remember to stretch out your right leg to him.
Disciple A was very desperate, so he asked the teacher Mingjing for help.
Teacher: Make the teacher happy? It's very simple, you just need to remember that he drinks and loves pear blossoms, white fish, and fish. put…
Disciple A: …
He only had his last savior, Mo Weiyu.
Disciple A: "Senior Brother Mo, what they say is very long and complicated, I am stupid, I can't remember it qaq
Mo Ran: Oh, it's okay, my method is very simple.
Disciple A: What
Ink burning: sleep with him.
Disciple A: …
Ink burning: sleep twice if you don't sleep once, sleep ten times if you don't sleep twice...
Disciple A: I am afraid that if you sleep once, you will be immersed in a pig cage in a sinking pond the next morning.
Ink burning: ? Who said he was going to get out of bed the next day? What frequency do you think I say sleep ten times when I say two is not enough
Disciple A: What, what frequency
Ink burning: one night.
Disciple A, then, gave up the treatment.