Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 7 About Family (Part 2)

Sheng Fei pestered Bian Zheng and chattered for a long time. He couldn't bear the sleepiness at the end, so Bian Qi grabbed his clothes by the back collar and carried him back to Shiya Courtyard to rest.

As soon as he said the words of agreement, Bian Zheng regretted it. It seemed that such a difficult decision made him so anxious that he lost a lot of hair.

The two brothers here are both extremely talented and intelligent people. They have reached this level of cultivation, and their minds are naturally exquisite and clear.

Bian Qi naturally understands the elder brother's worries very well.

But according to him, his eldest brother may have lost his mind in panic. Nowadays, the cultivation world adheres to the law of the jungle, killing and robbing treasures is very popular. Since the establishment of the monks' association in the cultivation world, there are many records of such vicious incidents, and even more

Don't mention the ones that haven't been included yet.

"Let me tell you, don't be anxious. This stinky girl knows how comfortable the mountains are when she goes out to endure hardships."

That being said, it's not impossible for him to follow the girl quietly when she goes out. If there are people with evil intentions, they will pop out and kill them one by one after she can't deal with them. After doing this, won't there be ready lessons?

Bian Qi took back his colorful feather belt from the clutches of the devil, combed his silver hair carefully in front of the water mirror, and spoke his thoughts at the same time.

The headband was sewn with the feathers of an extremely rare seventh-level rainbow bird. It was as bright as a rainbow. He was so rare that he took it back because his hair was messed up.

"You should go back first. Shuangxue won't be able to finish processing the files. I guess it's time to rush again."

Bian Zheng had a severe headache. She raised her hand to rub the center of her brow and watched Bian Qi disappear from sight.

Smelling the restless peach wood aroma in the small courtyard of Shiya, he raised his hand and slowly poured two cups of herbal tea. He no longer lost his previous depression and spoke loudly.

"Now that you're here, let's have a cup of tea."

As if angry, several peach petals flew into the medicine house from the window, blowing all over the house.

The peach-colored halo stepped on the petals and landed lightly on the white-haired immortal's shoulders, and a crisp yet calm voice sounded.

"It's so shameless that I don't even invite guests to drink a cup of hot tea."

"You are not a guest, you are just a scoundrel who stays here and refuses to leave." Bian Zheng raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, gently brushed his shoulders with his robe sleeves, and swept the peach halo into the tea cup.

Well, he is the number one person in the world of cultivation, without any idol baggage at all.

"You really don't care about that child at all. When did Xuan Shuang Sect become so poor, and yet she only needs a handful of scraps of toilet paper and wants her to go up the mountain and cut the grass by herself?"

The peach halo floats lazily on the water, not wanting to move.

"I've tried to persuade her, but I can't. Besides, Xuan Shuang Sect really lacks the inheritance of Talisman Dao, and there are very few elder disciples who follow the Talisman Path in the sect." Bian Zheng lay down on the wicker chair, not bothering to refute her.

Talisman seals with various convenient functions have always been loved by monks, and the talisman seals from Zhenbao Pavilion in the sect have always been popular. As for talisman paper materials, to be honest, there is really no market in Xuanshuang Sect.

The stewards in charge of Zhenbao Pavilion also need to eat.

Bian Zheng is an honest native of the world of cultivation. After spending a lot of time with Sheng Fei, he has always been led astray by her unknowingly, and he has also learned some novel vocabulary and strange ways of speaking.

Anyway, some of it can also be called yin and yang strange energy.

"You were there that day, and you heard what she said."

"The Xuan Shuang Sect is the Xuan Shuang Sect. I am me and she is her. She can't rely on me for her whole life."

Regarding Sheng Fei's overly self-reliant personality, Bian Zheng's hair might have turned a few shades gray due to worry. In the past, he even went to ask fellow apprentices and nephews for advice on how to take care of a human cub.

It's just that the learning effect may not be very good. Compared with refining alchemy and refining weapons, it's not a bit more difficult. Bian Zheng sighed, and it turned out to be all debt.

It is obvious that the little girl from another family is at the age when she is pretty and can act coquettishly, and she is also lively and playful.

"It's sour, and I can smell it even when I'm standing at the foot of the mountain." The peach-colored halo swayed in the tea cup for a few times, and the light dumplings were filled with an inexplicable sense of disgust.

"It must be because you told that boy Shuangxue last time that you would leave in less than a hundred years, and she heard it, that's why this kid is so insecure."

The voices coming from the small light group were full of complaints: "Although we in the Demon Realm sometimes let the cubs out for training, we don't completely allow the sick children to be self-reliant."

"What you're talking about, do I lack food or shelter for her!" Bian Zheng looked annoyed, "Is the focus on me? Do I want her to be self-reliant!"

"Okay, I was wrong." The peach-colored halo summoned a petal to float on the water, and she nestled comfortably into the curled-up petals.

"But I am very curious. What would happen if the outside world knew that Taoist Bian Zheng, who is known as the number one person in the world of cultivation and is indifferent to worldly affairs, is actually a compassionate person with superb medical skills?"

"To each other, shameless guests."

Even if you say this, someone must believe it and have the courage to come to your door.

Bian Zheng regained her indifferent look and looked at the neatly classified elixirs on the corridor outside the window.

Although he couldn't understand some of Sheng Fei's behaviors, he had to admit that this child's talent in some things was beyond his imagination.

Not to mention the whimsical ideas that often pop up in the second path of Talisman Formation, the study of elixirs, which I have just started to learn, has also made great progress.

He could feel Sheng Fei's obvious resistance to the Tao of Alchemy. Living with elixirs every day, it was natural for people not to have much interest in this Tao.

The foundation of his spiritual veins was almost completely destroyed, and he only had three spiritual roots. His qualifications were not that great. Obviously, relying on Xuan Shuang Sect and him, he could live a much more comfortable life than ordinary people.

I am happy that my child is working so hard, but in the end I feel more distressed.

Do we have to move forward even if it is so difficult?

Bian Zheng wasn't sure why she was working so hard, so she was powerless.

"She's scared." Bian Zheng said softly.

"I don't know what she is afraid of. As long as I am here, she can survive."

Peach-colored halo felt a little fragile in the white-haired immortal's words, and was secretly surprised for a while, but did not make fun of it out loud.

Maybe it's because the days in the mountains have always been lonely and boring.

She thought of a certain thin figure who diligently watered herself over the years, some struggles in the long nights, some small things brought about by the streams flowing in the mountains and fields, and some trivial wishes in the spring snow.

The entire light group became serious and no longer flickered.

"There is naturally great fear between life and death, and it is natural to be afraid."

"That was the fate she had to face."

"She was very scared and anxious, but the faint courage revealed behind the fear was really valuable."

Bian Zheng stood up and opened the door of Yaolu.

"As elders, we naturally have to shoulder the responsibility of making them less afraid..." Looking at Bian Zheng's movements, Peach Blossom Halo paused for a while, "Are you going out?"

"Because what he said makes sense, so make preparations early."

The silver-white figure replied concisely, turned around and disappeared into the rain.

The peach-colored halo paused, and with an inaudible chuckle, it flew out of the window and gradually disappeared into the distance.

There was silence in the medicine house, except for the sound of tea boiling on the small stove...

(End of chapter)