Immortal Creation

In the room.

After finally calming down the two-year-old Ning Zhuo, Sun Lingtong felt like he was going to collapse.

While Ning Zhuo was away from the room, his Adam's apple rolled and he spit out the potion he had just drunk and put it into the storage bag.

He tasted the potion with his tongue and identified some of the herbs in it.

"Twenty-year-old ginseng, angelica, donkey-hide gelatin, astragalus, white atractylodes..."

"They are indeed some blood and qi tonics."

But Sun Lingtong still collected them in the storage bag and didn't drink them.

He thought that his attainments in alchemy were not good enough, and he knew that sometimes a big tonic is a big poison, and sometimes mixing herbs can create mixed poisons.

Sun Lingtong joined the evil sect Bukongmen and followed his master to travel around the country. His experience in the martial arts world far exceeded his appearance.

"There's something strange..."

"This Ning Zhuo is only two years old, why is he so smart?"

He couldn't help but think of himself. He looked three years old, but he was actually thirteen years old.

"I was seriously injured, covered in blood and with hideous wounds. He rescued me and brought me home. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Is he too skilled in decocting medicine?"

Sun Lingtong suspected that this was a trap.

But he changed his mind and said, "I am only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. What can I plot?"

"Although I was born in Bukong Sect, I practiced Tongzi Gong, not the orthodox techniques of Bukong Sect. What can I plot?"

Sun Lingtong lacked enough information to make an accurate judgment, so he decided to observe first.

After a few days of recuperation, his magic power returned to its peak, and he gradually saw Ning Zhuo's true feelings.

One day, Sun Lingtong was lying on the bed, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, revealing a strange color.

Soon, Ning Zhuo pushed the door open and trotted in, panting and hurriedly saying, "Someone from my family is here! Come on, little brother, I'll help you go to my mother's bedroom. There's an underground secret room there, you can hide in it."

Sun Lingtong had expected this, and smiled slightly at this time: "Don't worry, I have a way, see!"

As he said this, he disappeared from the bed.

Ning Zhuo was stunned, and hurried to the bedside, reached out and touched the empty bedding, and looked around in surprise.

Sun Lingtong transmitted a voice: "Go and deal with your family members."

Ning Zhuo said "oh", with a look of surprise, ran to the small courtyard, and saw Wang Lan.

"Auntie." The two-year-old Ning Zhuo took the initiative to greet.

Wang Lan forced a smile at him, nodded, and then waved her hand to let the servants behind her enter the house.

"Xiao Zhuo, I'm here to move your things this time."

"You can't live here alone, you have to move to your uncle's house."

Ning Zhuo exclaimed, his face full of surprise.

After Wang Lan finished her explanation, she ignored him and went into the house to give orders.

"Move all the tables and chairs, take them back."

"Well, the vase is nice, take it too."

"This talisman-making table is quite valuable, be careful when moving it, don't damage the array pattern on the surface."

...

Soon, Wang Lan emptied Ning Zhuo's house almost completely.

Before leaving, she said to Ning Zhuo, "Your uncle and I will keep these things for you first."

"You are a child, it's too easy to be stolen."

"When the affairs of the ancestral hall are settled, we will take you here to live."

Ning Zhuo opened his eyes wide, shook his head, and said anxiously, "I, I won't move!"

"Mom lives here..."

"But your mother is dead!" Wang Lan immediately shook her head and refused, "I'm not discussing this with you. You are too young and can't protect yourself at all."

Wang Lan walked in front of Ning Zhuo and dragged him Go to a corner, lean down, stare at Ning Zhuo's face, and lower your voice: "By the way."

"Xiao Zhuo, before your mother left, did she give you something specifically for you to keep?"

"These things may be very important. You are a child. If you lose them, it will be a big trouble."

"Be good, take them out and let your aunt keep them for you! When you grow up and the time is right, your aunt will return them to you."

Ning Zhuo shook his head and denied it: "No, there are no such things."

"Really?" Wang Lan doubted.

Ning Zhuo continued to shake his head: "Really not!"

"Yeah." Wang Lan saw that there were servants moving things, so she didn't bother to ask any more questions and let Ning Zhuo go for the time being. "Wait until the ancestral hall has modified your household registration, and we will come to pick you up to live there."

Before leaving, Wang Lan lowered her voice and said in Ning Zhuo's ear: "Xiao Zhuo, if you are afraid and want to move in earlier, that's fine!"

"Remember to keep the things your mother gave you privately, take them with you, don't leave them here, or they will be stolen!"

Ning Zhuo said: "Don't worry, aunt, I have the generals and the juniors to protect me."

Wang Lan sneered: "Those two mechanical puppets are at most the combat power of the middle stage of Qi Refining. They have to spend spirit stones to guard the house on weekdays."

After the group left, Ning Zhuo stood blankly in the hall.

Many furniture and objects had been moved away, and he, a two-year-old child, looked so small in the empty house.

Sun Lingtong witnessed the whole process, and looking at Ning Zhuo, ripples could not help but ripple in his heart.

At this moment, he discovered the reason why he was rescued——

"He saw that I was also a child, so he came to rescue me."

"He treated my wounds and boiled medicine for me because he had done this for his mother, and it was a very familiar thing for him."

"He saw himself in me."

"We are both lonely and helpless, so we naturally feel close to each other."

"His mother died less than half a month ago. He just wants to find a companion and a support in this world that has suddenly become bigger, colder and more unfamiliar."

Thinking of this, Sun Lingtong deliberately walked behind Ning Zhuo and gently patted his shoulder.

Ning Zhuo was startled.

Sun Lingtong showed up: "Hehe, don't be afraid, it's me!"

The disappointment on Ning Zhuo's face disappeared, replaced by surprise and expectation: "Little brother, are you a cultivator?"

"You are so powerful at such a young age!"

"Did you use the invisibility technique just now?"

Sun Lingtong raised his head proudly: "This is not an ordinary invisibility technique. Wait, don't call me brother. I am much taller and bigger than you."

"You should call me brother!"

Until this moment, Sun Lingtong really revealed his identity to Ning Zhuo, and also began to correct Ning Zhuo's title.

Ning Zhuo retorted: "But my mother told me that some children are just big-boned and may not be older than me. There is one in our family..."

Sun Lingtong waved his hand: "Okay, okay. From now on, just call me brother."

"Come to think of it, you were just pretending to be stupid, weren't you?"

"Before your mother left, she must have given you something very important!"

Ning Zhuo uttered an "ah" and turned his eyes to the wall, not daring to look at Sun Lingtong: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

Sun Lingtong laughed: "I'm just telling you that you are not pretending at all."

"Next time your aunt asks you, just say I don't know, don't deny it."

"The more resolute your denial is, the more you admit that your mother gave you the relic."

Ning Zhuo uttered again and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Sun Lingtong's eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart: "You are talented, right?"

Ning Zhuo uttered again, his face showing panic, and couldn't help but take a step back, shaking his head: "No, no. Absolutely not!"

"What are you talking about, I don't understand it at all."

"I don't know, I don't know at all!"

He denied it, but his little face was flushed, and his face was full of guilty and panic expressions, which explained everything.

This amused Sun Lingtong. He laughed and patted Ning Zhuo on the shoulder: "Little brother, although you are talented and smart beyond your age."

"But you are still too young!"

"It's really fake at first glance."

"But you are lucky to meet me!"

"No one knows how to act as a normal child better than me."

"I will teach you how to pretend to be a two-year-old child!"

Sun Lingtong's words were not really self-praise.

He looked like a three-year-old child, but his soul was already a thirteen-year-old boy.

He joined the Bukong Sect and specialized in training various skills of stealing and deceiving. His master adopted him since he was a child, taught him by words and deeds, took him around, taught him to observe others, and mixed in the world.

Many times, Sun Lingtong would act according to his appearance, and could make full use of the advantages of his appearance to commit fraud.

Under his guidance, the two-year-old Ning Zhuo made rapid progress.

"Hey, what kind of talent do you have? You are so smart."

"Didn't your mother tell you?" Sun Lingtong asked curiously.

Ning Zhuo glanced aside, then quickly moved his eyes back and looked at Sun Lingtong with a natural expression on his face: "Little Brother Sun, my mother didn't tell me."

Sun Lingtong giggled and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, you have improved a lot when lying."

"But there is also a little trick of diverting your eyes."

"Remember, change it!"

Ning Zhuo was a little ashamed: "Little Brother Sun, don't you blame me for hiding it from you?"

Sun Lingtong shrugged and said indifferently: "What does it matter? Everyone should have their own secrets, and should allow others to have their own secrets."

"I just think, maybe you should reveal your talent to your family? This may greatly improve your living conditions."

Ning Zhuo shook his head quickly, his face serious and solemn: "My mother said before she left, she told me to hide, hide."

"She said that the family is unreliable, and the uncle is unreliable."

"Let me hide as deep as possible, the better I can protect myself!"

"Yeah, your mother must be thinking about you." Sun Lingtong perfunctorily said.

He had stayed at Ning Zhuo's place for more than half a month, and his injury had long since healed. Now that Ning Zhuo could disguise himself as a normal two-year-old child, Sun Lingtong's intention to leave became stronger.

But how to place Ning Zhuo?

Obviously, Wang Lan had said before that she would take Ning Zhuo to live with her, but she never did it. She just sent servants to take care of him every one or two days and deliver daily food and clothing.

Sun Lingtong explored the Ning family's land at night.

Although he was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, his excellent magic of Bukongmen allowed him to sneak in smoothly.

He gradually found out the situation of the Ning family, knew the family affairs of the main branch of the Ning family suppressing the branch, and found out the reputation of Ning Xiaoren.

One day, he heard the discussion between Ning Ze and Wang Lan.

Ning Ze urged Wang Lan to let Ning Zhuo move in.

Wang Lan said, "Master, the people from the ancestral hall deliberately used this point to ask for a bribe of 200 spirit stones from me!"

"So we have to pay 200 spirit stones to raise one more child? What kind of logic is this!?"

Ning Ze stroked his beard and said, "The family system has its reasons. The elders of the ancestral hall must review it to determine that we have no bad intentions in adopting the orphan of a close relative. Only after this is passed can the adoption be formally approved."

"Before this system came out, it was indeed chaotic, and many tragic things happened in the world."

"Xiaozhuo has been living alone for so many days, it's not a big deal. If this gets out, how can I, his uncle, save my face?"

Wang Lan complained: "But these two hundred spirit stones are not a small amount!"

Ning Ze sighed: "Well, let's put it this way, my brother once saved the life of the young patriarch. I will go to see the young patriarch tomorrow and ask him to come forward and take a look."

Sun Lingtong went to the ancestral hall again and found the Ning family elder who was blocking Ningzhuo's household registration.

One night, he heard the elder talking secretly with the visitor.

The visiting guest said: "Ning Zhong's house's deed has not been found by Ning Ze yet. I will pay 400 spirit stones, which is a deposit of 180 yuan. I hope the elder of the family will be flexible."

The elder of the Ning family smiled and said: "No problem. Ning Ze doesn't know the rules and refuses to pay even 200 spirit stones. He should suffer a loss."

"Just don't make a noise."

"After all, Ning Zhong gave his life to save the young patriarch."

The guest said: "Don't worry, elder. Ning Zhong and his wife are both dead, and the child left behind is only two years old. A little coaxing can sign the contract."

"This is easy!"

When Sun Lingtong heard this, he rolled his eyes and sneered at the Ning family in his heart.

Back to Ning Zhuo's residence, little Ning Zhuo was sleeping soundly.

Sun Lingtong looked at him for a while and thought: "Although this little guy is smart and knows how to disguise, he has only trained a layer of skin."

"He has no experience, does not know the dangers of the world, and has no real support. It is easy for him to be devoured by the people around him."

Sun Lingtong shook his head secretly, feeling that he could not just leave.

"We must teach him to see through the treacherous hearts of people."

...

Sun Lingtong's residence.

Han Ming and the other two were quickly repairing the courtyard and removing all traces left by the fierce battle just now.

In the main house.

The judge of Chacha shot divine light in his eyes, covering Sun Lingtong's soul.

Sun Lingtong's soul closed his eyes tightly, his face was hideous in pain, and his body trembled violently, but he did not howl in pain.

"He is a tough guy!" The blind judge Qi Bai praised sincerely when he saw this.

He whispered something in his mouth and activated the spell to see the results of the soul search.

A blank!

"Huh?" Qi Bai was surprised, "Empty Seal?"

He knew this information.

The Kongkongruye Seal, one of the magic weapons of Bukong Sect, can engrave a heart seal to protect the members of the sect.

The Kongkongruye Seal can prevent soul searching and prevent disciples from falling into the hands of the enemy. Soul searching can lead to the leakage of sect secrets, classics, etc.

"The Kongkongruye Seal often protects the sect's secrets. I was just searching for information about the young guest this time, but I was also involved?"

"Isn't Sun Lingtong a disciple of the outer sect? The Kongkongruye Seal protects it so thoroughly?"

At this time, Han Ming entered the room: "Master Qi, I wonder if you can find out the news about the young guest?"

Qi Bai snorted coldly: "This matter is a bit troublesome. No wonder Sun Lingtong was so confident and fearless before."

"However, if it were an ordinary fellow disciple, he would be helpless."

"It's his bad luck to meet me, the blind judge!"

"One more day, I'll give you the answer."

Qi Bai waved his hand, looking unhappy.

Han Ming quickly lowered his head, tactfully left the house, and closed the door respectfully.