If the subscription ratio is lower than 70%, then you can only see the update after 36 hours, Bi Xin~ Senior Brother Xu couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, shaking the fan, and said, "Expel Yingtianchuan? What if Zhou Beinan knew that you were guilty of me? In your hands, it's strange if you don't beat your brains out."
The tall and short duo shivered: "..."
After teasing them enough, Xu Xingzhi stopped making things difficult for them, and they apologized to the boy.
Without Xu Xingzhi's permission, they lowered their heads and dared not stand up at all, while the boy just stared at Xu Xingzhi with curiosity in his eyes.
Xu Xingzhi asked the boy, "How is it, are you willing to forgive them?"
The boy didn't look at the tall and short two at all, and nodded obediently to Xu Xingzhi: "Yeah!"
Xu Xingzhi leaned down, took one in one hand, and pushed it forward: "Go on, don't embarrass my four disciples."
After receiving Xu Xingzhi's order, the two rode the magic weapon and ran in embarrassment, running faster than a rabbit.
Xu Xingzhi raised his foot to leave, but was held back by a small paw.
The boy stood on tiptoe, trying to pass the Floating Jade Fruit into his hand.
"I don't need this."
"East Emperor sacrifice. Don't you want it?" The boy blinked and tried his best to sell, "...they both wanted it just now. Send it to you."
Xu Xingzhi pressed down the boy's small paws with a folding fan with a smile: "They are participating in the competition, I am not. I am the order officer of the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference."
The boy didn't understand, so he had to hold on to Xu Xingzhi's clothes, as if asking him to give an explanation.
With nothing to do, Xu Xingzhi lowered his head and checked the broken beads on his neck. After confirming that the beads were not abnormal, he walked to Qingyan, where the boy had just sat on his feet, jumped up, and patted his side again, signaling the male Come and sit.
The boy also waded over and sat down next to Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi said, "You don't recognize birth."
The boy boldly stretched out his hand to look at the pearl and jade chain around Xu Xingzhi's neck, but was grabbed by Xu Xingyi's wrist.
A spiritual power quietly infiltrated the boy's body through the wrist meridians, but the boy's expression remained the same, allowing Xu Xingzhi's spiritual power to wander among his eight meridians without any hesitation.
Xu Xingzhi sighed in surprise: "It's a child with spiritual roots."
The boy opened a pair of ignorant eyes: "What is Linggen?"
Xu Xingzhi explained: "Anyone who seeks immortals and asks, if you want to achieve something, you must have roots, understanding and hard work. Your spiritual roots are very good. Little guy, where are your parents?"
The boy lowered his head and looked at his toes: "No."
Xu Xingyi was stunned, and then relieved: "It's okay, neither do I."
The boy buried his head lower: "I haven't seen my parents since I was born."
"... The same." Xu Xingzhi said lightly, "I only have one brother. If my master, Qing Jingjun, had not accepted me as an apprentice, I would still be fighting for territory with a group of gangsters on the street."
Having said that, Xu Xingzhi opened the fan as usual, ready to fan himself, but the boy unexpectedly held his palm and squeezed it distressedly.
Probably to appease Xu Xingzhi, the boy held the Fuyuguo again: "Fruit. Eat it for you."
Xu Xingzhi smiled and pushed the fruit away again: "The first time I came to Lingqiu Mountain, I snatched two pieces of fruit, and I stole one. It was juicy and meaty, but it tasted too much scum and fangs. Unappetizing."
The boy nodded in agreement, put away the fruit judged by Xu Xingzhi as "not delicious", and asked another question: "You said, 'Order Officer', what is that?"
Xu Xingzhi answered patiently: "The Four Sects of Immortal Dao will hold the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference every two years. Originally, the disciples of each family, regardless of the inner and outer sects, competed for the sacrifices together. The sacrificial officer of the emperor's sacrifice. I have been a sacrificial officer for six consecutive years, and I am too tired. Therefore, after negotiation, none of our four major disciples will participate in the competition, but will serve as the order officer, in charge of several areas, so as to avoid the competition. problem appear."
After saying that, he propped up the broken jade chain around his neck with his fingertips, and pointed out the bright spots on it to the boy: "Look, I am in charge of the five mountains of Yushan, Lingqiu, Zhang'e, Gaotu, and Taihua. The sacrifices are quite rare, and are often guarded by monsters; if there is a disciple who uses spiritual power in these five places and cannot fight hard, I will go to help."
Half a month ago, Xu Xingzhi had been here.
He searched all over the mountain, but found no trace of 'Yong', and Fu Yuguo was also guarded by no beasts.
These precious spiritual fruits are like a pile of wild watermelons growing in the mountains and waiting to rot.
Xu Xingzhi explained: "I originally thought that the disciples who came to Lingqiushan to find Fuyuguo would not need to use mana at all. It was a big deal. I didn't expect them to use mana to attack you, a mortal."
The boy cooperated with a frightened expression, and Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but feel soft. He touched his hair, only to feel it was soft and handy, so he smoothed it a few times on his own accord.
The boy had never had his hair brushed like this. First, he shrugged his shoulders in reflex, and then his expression was strangely relaxed. Then, he uncontrollably showed an indescribable expression, squinting his eyes in comfort.
Seeing this situation, Xu Xingzhi was amazed.
If he was a little house cat, he should be smack dab intoxicated, purring and grunting by now.
Xu Shi was too comfortable to touch, the boy simply lay lazily on Xu Xingzhi's lap, using Xu Xingzhi's knee as a pillow, and asked innocently, "...What is 'Yong'."
Xu Xingzhi was surprised that he was so familiar, and poked his tender cheek with a fan.
Once you poke a hole, it feels great.
Xu Xingzhi recalled the hideous appearance of the monster with green face and fangs, and the terrifying appearance of the Floating Jade Fruit that would chase after people if it touched it, and did not want to answer in detail: "It's not a good thing anyway."
The boy continued to ask obediently, "Where did it go?"
Xu Xingzhi couldn't figure out this question either, so he speculated to himself: "... Maybe they moved?" He glanced at the fruit strung on the boy's feet, "You also picked up this fruit up the mountain, right?"
The boy lowered his head and rubbed his fingers: "... um."
Xu Xingzhi asked: "There are strange beasts on this mountain, aren't you afraid?"
The boy's eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled very sweetly. After watching too much, it was quite heart-wrenching: "I only got here half a month ago. People at the bottom of the mountain said that there are monsters and delicious fruits in the mountains. I haven't seen them. After passing monsters, I just want to go up the mountain to have a look."
Xu Xingzhi thought, this child without a mother is quite a tiger.
It's good, have a virtue with yourself.
After a while, he arched over Xu Xingzhi's legs and turned over: "Brother Xu, what's your name?"
Xu Xingzhi replied happily: "'Why don't you roar and walk slowly', Xu Xingzhi. How about you?"
The boy raised his chest proudly: "Guangguang."
Xu Xingzhi couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha."
The boy was surprised: "Is my name bad?"
He explained to Xu Xingzhi that he used to live on a mountain a hundred miles away from here. He was picked up by an hunter and brought him home until he was four years old. The hunter accidentally fell to his death while hunting.
Orion's family was poor and could not afford clothes, so he always wrapped his body in animal skins. After the hunter died, he was cut off from food and clothing, and when he went down the mountain for food, he lost the hide.
Later, after he went down the mountain with no clothes on, he was surrounded and laughed at by several children, stoned by them, and even given a nickname.
The boy said aggrievedly: "At that time, they called me Guangguang. I think this name sounds good."
Xu Xingzhi laughed and patted his legs: "Hahahahaha."
After chatting for a long time, Xu Xingzhi looked at the sky and pushed the child's head: "Get up. Erguang, I'm leaving."
Before he could correct Xu Xingzhi's address to himself, the boy quickly got up and begged, "Senior Brother Xu, stay here."
Xu Xingzhi felt a little funny, touched his hair, and said, "Brother Xu is the first disciple of Fengling Mountain. What can you do here?"
The boy looked innocent: "Stay here with me. You are so interesting, I want to be with you forever."
Xu Xingzhi pinched his nose and said with a smile, "... I'm afraid this won't work."
The boy's expression changed slightly.
His index finger and thumb were slightly closed, and dozens of vines swirled ghostly from the shade of the green rock, and swam up the rock surface like a poisonous snake.
Xu Xingzhi didn't even realize what he was doing, he jumped off Qingyan, patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked away.
At the critical moment, the boy Lingxi made a sudden movement, released his tightly pinched fingers, and the vine immediately retracted to the ground and disappeared without a trace.
He squatted down, untied the vines on his feet, grabbed a few steps and grabbed Xu Xingzhi's wide sleeves: "Senior Brother Xu! I'm holding this, can I enter your door?"
He diligently handed over the precious fruit and treasure like a radish, and shook it in front of Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi frowned.
... This child has no family, and his spiritual roots stand out again. He looks like a piece of jade. He is indeed a talent for cultivating immortals and refining pills.
It was a pity and pitiful to let him wander alone in the mountains, villages and towns for nothing.
Xu Xingzhi took the bunch of floating jade fruit, and after thinking about it, he said: "... It's not impossible. But our generation is not allowed to accept apprentices.... I'll take you back first, your spiritual roots are good, and I brought it again. If you go back with this bunch of fruits, your uncles and uncles will like you, and whoever is willing to go to Fengling Mountain, you can tell me."
The boy shook his head resolutely, his eyes bright and charming like a suede: "...I only want to be your brother, and I don't want anyone else."
Xu Xingzhi was happy: "You really know how to pick. My master, Qing Jingjun, is the owner of Fengling Mountain."
After saying that, he grabbed the boy's hand, grabbed him, took him into his arms, and twisted his fingers around the largest of the jade beads around his neck, activating his spiritual power.
I saw a bluish light ring ignited from his fingertips, Xu Xingzhi stretched his arm, and threw the light ring as small as a fingernail into the air.
The light wheel is like a long whale absorbing water, looking at the wind and growing, and in an instant, it has the size of a door.
Xu Xingzhi hugged the boy and commanded warmly, "Close your eyes."
The boy fell in Xu Xingzhi's arms, clenched the clothes on his chest, buried his face in his chest, and pressed his forehead against his collarbone: "Well."
Xu Xingzhi jumped into the blue gate of light, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared with the boy into the wild mountains.
The scene changed in an instant, and within a moment, Xu Xingzhi re-emerged.
The surrounding scene is no longer deep valleys and forests, sparse and light polygonum smoke. In the high platform showjing and the lotus flower in the pool pavilion, Xianmen disciples dressed in different uniforms came and went. When they saw Xu Xingzhi, they all stopped and respectfully called out "Hello, Brother Xu".
Xu Xingzhi held the folding fan in his hand, embraced the boy in one hand, and accepted the salute as usual, and whispered in his ear: "Er Guang, when you get here, don't say your name is Guangguang, and don't explain to others that you are 'Guangguang'. How did the light' get its name. Got it?"
The child in his arms said obediently, "Okay. Then Senior Brother Xu, what should my name be?"
Xu Xingzhi scratched his ears with a fan, but also got stuck.
Soon, Xu Xingzhi stopped in front of one person.
Qu Chi, like all the disciples of Danyang Peak, wore red clothes with plain belts, a wide robe and wide sleeves, and a jade-handled whisk lying quietly between his arms, his roots pouring down.
He greeted Xu Xingzhi warmly: "Have you returned from Lingqiu Mountain? What's the situation there?"
Xu Xingzhi was not in a hurry to answer, looked around and said, "Where's Fatty Zhou?"
Qu Chi replied: "North and South went to Qingqiu. Xuechen went to Yaoguang Mountain. I just came back from Zhaoyao Mountain."
Xu Xingzhi was surprised: "It's been busy enough this year. Xuechen has gone.... I don't have any big business here. I met two foolish disciples of Ying Tianchuan, so I'll just teach you a lesson."
Qu Chi noticed the heavy light lying in Xu Xingzhi's arms: "This child is..."
Xu Xingzhi replied naturally: "It's the child I picked up, the spirit root is good." He turned around and showed Qu Chi the child's face, "Look at it, it's beautiful."
The child was praised by Xu Xingzhi, hugged his arm tightly, and rubbed comfortably in his arms.
Qu Chi smiled lightly: "You love raising children."
Xu Xingzhi blinked and said proudly: "Envy? Can't raise it? Can't afford it?"
Qu Chi smiled helplessly: "...What's his name?"
Xu Xingzhi: "... uh - heavy light."
Qu Chi couldn't help laughing and crying: "...Why does it sound like you've come up."
Xu Xingyi said nonsense seriously: "Where is it. If you don't believe me, ask him."
Chongguang quickly accepted this sloppy setting: "Yes."
Xu Xingzhi smiled.
The name Chongguang seems to be really good. As for the surname... I'll talk about it when he goes back and looks up the surnames.
Qu Chi asked, "Are you just taking him with you?"
Xu Xingzhi held the heavy light and said as he walked, "I'm afraid I will carry it all the time, but now I can't afford it. There are too many things. If something happens to any mountain again, I have to rush over."
Before Chongguang could digest the meaning in his words, Xu Xingzhi shouted to a group of Fengling Mountain disciples who were wearing the same color as him: "... Nine lanterns, small lanterns!"
A young man about the same age as Meng Chongguang turned around.
The young man is handsome, but he naturally carries a sense of coldness, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him.
But after seeing Xu Xing, a human breath appeared in his eyes out of thin air, and some sharp edges and corners instantly softened into weak water three thousand: "Senior brother is back?"
... He didn't even look into Chongguang for the first time, until he noticed Xu Xingzhi's movement of hugging Chongguang with one hand, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Chongguang tilted his head.
Xu Xingzhi put down the heavy light and pushed it in the direction of the nine lanterns: "Little lamp, this is the heavy light. You take care of him first and bring him some food and clothes."
Jiuzhideng frowned and answered reluctantly, "Yes, Senior Brother."
Chongguang didn't show any emotion towards Jiuzhideng. He turned his back, raised his head and asked Xu Xingzhi, "Brother Xu, I will be very good. When are you coming to pick me up?"
Xu Xingzhi leaned down and stroked his surprisingly soft hair: "These three days are all competitions before the East Emperor's sacrifice, and it will be quite busy, but I will go to Xiao Deng to see you tonight."
Chongguang stood on tiptoe and kissed Xu Xing on the cheek while Xu Xing was not looking.
He carried his small hands behind his back, and the sweet smell of candy flickered between his eyebrows and eyes: "…Senior Brother Xu, I'll wait for you."
Jiuzhideng suddenly raised his head: "I don't want this. I'd rather be... "
Halfway through his words, he choked up, biting his lips and frowning, turning his face away.
Xu Xingzhi was often the least able to do anything about the nine-branched lantern in this look, and persuaded: "Little Lantern, don't hold it in your heart if you have something, just say it if you want to."
After forbearing for a while, Jiuzhideng said in a muffled voice: "…Senior brother, I know in my heart that you don't want to tell others about your injury, not because you are afraid of Senior Brother Zhou and the others laughing at you."
Xu Xingzhi scratched his face and turned his eyes slightly: "Xiao Deng, stop talking."
Jiuzhideng's eyes were gloomy: "...It's because of me. Because of my identity."
Xu Xingzhi didn't want him to say any more: "...Little lamp."
Jiuzhideng said stubbornly: "… If the senior brother was injured because he was protecting Meng Chongguang, the senior brother would definitely not hide it like this. Because Meng Chongguang is a mortal person with a clean and innocent life, unlike me, if the master and uncle know that you are injured because of me , will definitely be extremely angry, in comparison, Meng Chongguang is different from me..."