There’s a Pit in My Senior Martial Brother’s Brain

Chapter 3

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Dongfang Xianyun is lazy, which has something to do with her previous life.

After all, his Patriarch never asked him to do any rough work.

If he hadn't expressed his strong love for the medicine later, even the head of the family would not have allowed him to stay in the laboratory for a long time.

After all, in the Patriarch's heart, his Xianyun only needs to lie quietly in his arms.

Yawning as he walked forward, he saw the high-quality Taoist robe and the extraordinary sword at first glance, and was unknowingly stared at by several people.

Not unknowingly, at least Dongfang Xianyun knew about it, and she didn't open her mouth just because she was too lazy to say so much.

Walking through mountains, rivers and lakes, I saw many strange monsters.

Finally, it stopped under a red tree.

The tree was nothing special, but it made him feel extremely comfortable. He reached out and plucked a fruit from the tree, took a bite, and narrowed his pupils in satisfaction.

This tree, he wants it.

Suddenly, the air around him changed.

He turned around and saw not only those who followed him before, but some more people in front of him.

Can't help but frown.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

This is like looking for something to say, the other party has been following for so many days, it can't be because of lust, it can only be a situation.

Killing and getting more.

Frowning and touching the sword at his waist, Dongfang Xianyun felt a little regretful.

It seems that you should check the almanac when you go out, otherwise how could you be so unlucky.

Thinking that what I have been pretending will become an established fact, I am a little annoyed, but more fortunate.

Although I haven't changed in any way for the master and the others, but I have saved my life by concealing it, so it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Pull out the sword and point it at the person in front of you.

"I don't know what has offended a few of you, can you explain it to me?"

Naturally, this kind of question will not be answered, but it is just a foreshadowing before the war.

The surrounding was eerily quiet, Dongfang Xianyun put the tree into the storage ring, and looked at the people in front of her again. There were about twenty people, all of whom were in the Qi training period, and besides that, there was another person who made him feel special.

It was a blond-haired child with a pale complexion, struggling hard but was firmly held by the people beside him.

Seeing this, he frowned.

It turned out that it was a furnace tripod.

What is a furnace

They all know it.

It is used for dual cultivation to improve one's own cultivation.

His junior sister was also favored by Da Zong and wanted to be captured to make a furnace. If the uncle did not come in time, I am afraid that I will never see him again.

Loathing these things in her heart, Dongfang Xianyun looked at the man with a look of disdain.

"Put your eyes away."

That man was the highest among the few, and everyone seemed to be taking him as the leader.

Seeing that Dongfang Xianyun didn't avoid his gaze at all, he was a little annoyed, but froze for a second. Wait... This dao uniform, and the feeling it gave off, reminded him of a person.

"You are Dongfang Xianyun?"

"It's right down."

silence.

after.

"Hehe... hahaha..."

Really, it takes no effort at all.

Xiaoyao Xinghe of Xiaoyaomen is indeed suitable to be a stove, but he likes men. After all, female cultivators are soft and weak, making people really have no desire to conquer, but male cultivators are different.

If not, how could he agree to help those people steal this little guy out of their arms.

But…

He looked at the young man with a cold expression in front of him, lust and evil flashed in his pupils.

"Really, what a big surprise."

It's boring for children to play if it breaks, not to mention that if Xuan Mingzong really came to him, he couldn't bear it, but... this Dongfang Xianyun is different.

Small sect, plus, there is no support behind it.

And, it perfectly fits his aesthetic facial features.

His smile grew wider.

There was also a hint of ambiguity in the tone.

"Be obedient and grab your hands, your things are still yours, how about I let you experience the joy?"

Dongfang Xianyun understood the meaning of his words, and his face became even colder.

a long time.

He sneered.

"Overreaching."

The suppressed strength was rising step by step. Seeing that the foundation could be established soon, and seeing the terrified people in front of him, he laughed.

"Now, who are in trouble?"

"..."

kill.

Blood flowed.

The tip of the nose was filled with the smell of blood.

Dongfang Xianyun, the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, has excellent aptitude and smooth sailing in cultivation, but he is too lazy.

If this is not the case, I am afraid that the foundation can be established long ago.

This is everyone's evaluation of him.

Actually.

Dongfang Xianyun has excellent aptitude, but he can cultivate faster than Tianlinggen even though he is a double spirit root. He has never liked to practice with other disciples under his sect.

This is because his strength has already reached the edge of foundation establishment, and with just a light touch, he can see the thunder disaster belonging to the foundation establishment period.

After establishing the foundation, he needs to participate in various things, and he doesn't like to be noticed by more people.

And he just wanted to study pharmacy quietly.

As the peak of Qi training, half-step into the foundation building, it is not that simple for a monk in the Qi training period who wants to kill nearly twenty people.

The power that has been suppressed suddenly climbed up and attacked those people.

Wherever power goes, there is ruins.

Those monks had just bled to death, and they would be wiped out in ashes in the next second, and they would not be found by anyone.

But Dongfang Xianyun's power was lost bit by bit.

That was a side effect of the medicine he developed.

Use the power of the foundation building peak, after that, these powers will be swallowed up, and everything will start from scratch.

"..."

Breathing.

The world is eerily quiet.

Dongfang Xianyun looked at the pale boy sitting on the ground in front of him in bewilderment, and rolled his eyes when he saw the embarrassment on his body.

Myself, what are you doing

He remembered that the master let him practice in the lower world.

and then.

Then what happened

He seems to have brought what he researched in his previous life...

In the last life, what did you experience

The pupils suddenly shrank.

Dongfang Xianyun was a little horrified to find that she had become a person without memory.

He is not from this world, he knows.

What he traveled through seemed like a book, he knew it.

What he likes is the same sex, he knows.

and then

Apart from these, I can't remember anything.

He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but for some reason, his heart gradually calmed down.

What happened to me

What kind of person was he in the past

He wanted to leave, but found that his hand was being held by the boy.

He looked at himself, pursed the corners of his lips, and finally opened his mouth with a hint of admiration.

"I, may I know your name?"

"East... Xianyun."

"Brother Xiaoyun."

The little boy stretched out his hand and groped forward. Seeing his expression, Dongfang Xianyun was stunned. This man must be blind.

The apex of the heart rarely trembled.

After hesitating for a moment, his cheeks were held by the other party's hands, and then he heard his clear and sweet laughter.

"Brother Xiaoyun, are you here to save me?"

"Is that Moxiu spies dead?"

"Magic repair?"

Dongfang Xianyun tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember what he had done.

magic repair.

The blind child.

Did you save the other party

Why can't I remember anything.

After all, she just held his hand with a soft voice.

"You, come with me."

Dongfang Xianyun had a small follower by his side.

It is not voluntary.

He would always hold on to his hand tightly, and if he wanted to break free, he would show a miserable expression that he was willing to abandon him.

"..."

I really can't let it go.

Finally there is such a day.

He grabbed the little boy in front of him and sighed.

"Are you lost?"

"I… "

"You can't see? Why?"

"..."

Because of his outstanding aptitude, he was envied and framed by his classmates.

"What's your name?"

"I... I... My name is Gong Changsheng."

"Gong..."

Chaotic memories suddenly recall some.

That's right, what he traveled through was a novel, and the protagonist was the person in front of him and his patriarch.

It's a little funny in my heart.

Will such a poor boy become the top person in the book in the future

Some unexpected.

Thinking of the appearance of the other party entangled with him these days, his heart is so soft that it is outrageous.

"Let's go, I should go back."

"Brother Xiaoyun... is he trained in the lower realm? What is the mission?"

"Hmm... It seems that I have been promoted to the fifth level of Qi training, but I am already at the seventh level. Although I don't know how to raise it, I should go back."

"The seventh level of Qi training..."

Gong Changsheng grabbed Dongfang Xianyun's clothes, feeling a little confused.

Although he couldn't see it, what he felt just now was clearly the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Why now, but retreated to the Qi training period

Could it be because he saved himself

Thinking that the other party can't remember the scene at that time these days, and thinking that these may be caused by me, I can't help but feel a little sour.

"Hmm... I'm lost. Brother Xiaoyun wants to take me back?"

"It's natural."

Sensing the reluctance of the little boy in his arms, Dongfang Xianyun's pupils also flashed a hint of tenderness.

Still a child.

"Do you want me to take you home?"

"Deliver to your door in person?"

"it is good."

The Xuanming sect has been around for an unknown number of years.

A disciple with outstanding aptitude, Gong Changsheng, was brought into the lower realm when he was still young because of the co-operation between disciples of the same clan and spies of demon cultivators.

That disciple was killed by the angry suzerain.

When his anger was about to reach its peak, Dongfang Xianyun, who was supposed to worship Xuan Mingzong, appeared at the gate of the sect with Gong Changsheng in his arms.

He handed Gong Changsheng to the suzerain, and walked away without asking for any thanks.

Because he left too quickly, he didn't meet his patriarch, and Gong Changsheng didn't know the reason, and didn't tell anyone how he was rescued. He just lowered his head and said, anyway, he has returned. Such strange words.

The suzerain entrusted Gong Changsheng to Dongfang Wuqiong to teach, and went to travel around the world by himself.

At first, Dongfang Wuqiong was very repulsed by this little junior who could be himself, but gradually he began to respect him as a brother and friend.

Of course, what he said himself was that he wanted his junior brother to become a Taoist companion with him.

For this kind of words.

Gong Changsheng responded with the kick that hit the opponent's crotch.

Seeing his earthy face clutching his crotch, Gong Changsheng raised the corners of his lips.

From that day on, the disciples in the sect knew not to provoke Gong Changsheng, because he was the only existence who dared to kick Dongfang Wuqiong but was not retaliated against.

A few years later, Gong Changsheng successfully entered the Jindan Stage.

His cultivation speed is very fast, almost no one can surpass him, seeing that he can enter the body with the Nascent Soul.

at the same time.

Xiaoyaomen.

"Yin Feixing?"

"That's right, please let the sect master accept him."

"I have a predestined relationship with the Yin family. Naturally, I won't leave him alone. He is my second disciple. Also, junior brother, Xinghe is about the same age. Choose a day and let her come over and be my disciple. "

"Yes, brother."

"Then Yinfeixing."

The man sitting above looked at Yin Feixing with a flat voice.

"You can think about changing your name."

"Disciple. I don't want to."

"Then, kneel down. From today onwards, you are my second disciple, and I will bring you back to the sect immediately."

"Yes, Master."

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Well, Sanlu also came out.