Chapter 95

Hongjun is a rare genius in the realm of comprehension. Seventeen foundations, thirty knots, and now half a hundred, it is the late Yuan Ying, it sounds incredibly easy, after all, for most people, five The ten-building base is the normal state, and it can be stopped in advance for two or three decades.
When Ling Tianpai came out to recognize the younger brother who had "goed out of the house", the people of all parties gradually disappeared. No matter what reason behind it, such talents are really only protected by Ling Tian.
To be mysterious, Hongjun is the first person, no one recognizes the second. He was the middle of the road, and even the name was unknown. The management with deep trust was cautiously asked, and the elders were all intimidated.
Therefore, even if there is a great power above the Yuan Ying, the power created is far less than that of Hong Yi. When he entered the school, he would allow him to practice independently and settle in the peaks of aura.
Although this peak is remote, but the position is very good, except for the main peak, only a few long on the main dragon.
After the death of Luo Shutu, he was sent back to the peak by Jin Lin. Immediately, he felt a refreshing refreshment. The spiritual power of the meridians slowly responded with enthusiasm, and the speed was obviously accelerated. Even the injuries on his body went to some pain.
I have lived for a few years, but I have never been confused. But when I changed to Luo Shitu, I couldn’t help but be amazed. This kind of blessed land, the head is not used, and it’s quietly idle until the arrival of Hongjun. It seems to be waiting for the general.
Because the original plot did not pursue the way of Hongjun, he naturally focused his attention on the course of the other party's self-cultivation. Now, when I think about it, I feel weird. If there is no hidden story here, he will reverse the name. !
Jin Lin sneaked a few words to Luo Shutu, and he went home with interest. He was interested in leaving a greedy aura, but the peaks of the Daofeng could be on this pair of mentoring, and none of them could wait for him to drink tea. Resting - even if he will, he is afraid of life!
Far away, Luo Shitu saw the figure in the yard, quickly speeded up the pace and ran over, and revealed two deep dimples in his mouth: "Master!"
Hongjun, standing under the tree, glanced at him with a faint look, and re-turned his gaze back to the newly blossomed Lingshu. The splashing ink lingered behind the water, and the wind blew a little, and it looked more beautiful.
Seeing him looking at the tree, Luo Shitu said with excitement: "This is the three trees I planted. When I was retreating, I thought it would be better to plant something. I didn't expect to just put it on the flower, and the master will go out. "The smile on the boy's face is sincere, and I don't care about the other party's indifference. I am so eager to say, "The three flowers are long, and if the teacher likes it, I will dig a few more..."
Hongjun listened quietly. He was so quiet and unhappy, but at the moment he did not feel that the boy was noisy. The rich voice was like a stone thrown into the lake, breaking the long-term boringness and a little blank. The days are filled with a little vivid color.
The acceptance of this apprentice at the beginning was entirely the meaning of the head. Although he did not need to be accompanied, but a child who had nothing to do, he raised it. And now I want to come, maybe the apprentice is not too bad.
{叮The male sensibility is 1, the initial good feeling: 1, the current good feeling: 2. }
{Sar, don't be discouraged, the people who cultivated the Tao are like this! } Qian Qiu self-confessed and considerately comforted, {It is time to melt the heart of the man! }
{...=_=} In fact, there is no good feeling suggestion, Luo Shitu also noticed the difficulty of this mission - Hongjun is not cold, he does not care, except for cultivation, nothing can cause his mood fluctuations, even If there is a problem with cultivation, he will not be too persistent.
When it is broken, it is broken, it is released, it will die when it is damn, it will live when it is alive. He regards life as a concept and cannot invest in feelings. Compared with the authorities, he is more like the appearance of chess, and all connections are diluted. .
It is difficult to Raider such a person.
Luo Shutu silently gave a cult to the otaku who had won the Hongjun.
"Injury can be important." The sly person suddenly slammed, and Hongyi did not pursue it, and asked indifferently.
"Pain." Luo Shutu blinked, looked up at him, the dark eyes of the black lacquered water, the look of grievances was particularly irritating, "It hurts..."
Hongjun is not moved, said: "Is it wrong?"
"It’s not my fault," Luo Shutu whispered. "Duan Li said that my mother is a fox, and I am like her, he is bullying me..."
His spoiled tone slowly faded, and the laugh that had been hanging on his face converges: "My mother is especially useless, so I die early. I have a hard time at the Duanjia, sometimes I hate her for being weak, that kind of What is good for men?"
"Dian Xiangsi, Duan Xiangsi..." The young man muttered to himself, "She gave me this name, I don't know if I want to think about it, or I have to stop acacia..."
There was no sound in the yard, and a few petals of flowers fell in the wind, sliding over his thin shoulder.
Hongjun turned around: "Go back to the house."
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For those who are teachers, they must be taught by love. Hongjun has never been a master. This is the first time that he has been responsible. He is also the first time to live with people. It can be said that retreat a few years ago, it is not uncomfortable to have more people to accompany.
He didn't know how others were teachers, but when the juvenile clothes were messy, the whiplash behind them bleed through the thin shirt, and they licked a dust mites, making people sit down on the bed.
"Master, do you have any medicine? The elders don't give face at all, and they hurt a lot..." Luo Shutu took the wrist and handed it out. He didn't mind that the door was mastered and the color of trust was full.
Hongjun ignored him and gave him a very fine spirit to explore him. He walked along the meridians, carefully and cautiously, and confirmed that there was no resistance and resistance before proceeding.
The juvenile's injury was not light. Before the whip was punished, it was already the end of the strong, and the forcible force that was forcibly brought into the unbearable meridians temporarily broke the meridians and widened the meridians to the level of the base period. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.
In exchange for ordinary disciples, I am afraid that it will be difficult to stand even after being punished, and the people in front of me are pale, but can say that they can laugh, but they can be said to be strong. Hongjun let go of the thin wrist and said: "You are already in the late stage of refining, and you will build the foundation in the next day. But this time you are injured, you still need time to recover. It is not convenient to use spiritual power in recent days."
"I am with the teacher, I certainly have no time to use the spiritual power." Luo Shitu smiled and approached, "Master, Master, can you give me some medicine?"
Laipi’s tone sounded unappealing, and Hongyi glanced at him and took a small jade box from the storage bag:
You are wide-clothed.

Only open the lid, can smell a scent of the heart, must be a good thing, Luo Shitu immediately obediently turned sideways, fading the top.
His body has not yet grown, with the unique sense of youthfulness of the young man, the slender back is still in a period of male and female, and the whip marks on the top of the road are deeply intertwined, flesh and blood are everted, and the original beauty is not left. .
This boy is more tough than expected, and he is guilty of others, as well as himself. The inexplicable emotions flashed past, and the lightness was as if it had not happened. Hongjun unconsciously lowered his eyes, his fingertips stained with ointment, and his movements gently applied for him.
Upon encountering the wound medicine, Luo Shitu’s whole person could not help but tremble, and the hand buckled on the bed was protruding, and his face was slightly distorted.
Medicine is a good medicine, it can not stand to rot new pain, and it is a level of healing without scraping anesthesia.
At the end of the day, his forehead was already sweaty, but unlike the previous fatigue pain, he was relaxed at the moment and only had a slight itching.
"Master," Luo Shutu turned his head in joy, trying to stretch his body, without a trace of stagnation, quite a illusion of reincarnation, "Thank you for your respect!"
Hongjun put away the jade box and faintly responded.
"In these few days, I will run around, and I will not be able to ruin after the rest of my life. After one month, the mysterious world will open. You should be there and hone your mind to break through."
"I am not willing to run around, where is the teacher who is where I am!" Luo Shutu chicken glutinous rice nodded, said, "Would the Master go with me?"
He said that these straightforward and enthusiastic words are completely untwisted. Hongjun gradually gets used to it. The strange thing is that there is no disappointment. He only looks at the face of the boy who is full of expectation. He said: "For the teacher is the late Yuan Ying."
The mystery of Futian is the secret environment of Lingtian School. The legend is that the ancestors of Tiandao are left behind. Every ten years, Lingtian Pai Jindan and the following disciples can enter with the jade card. It will be opened again after one month and will be sent out.
The overall danger of the mystery is low, and the seventy-eight percent of the alives are born, and basically all have more or less treasures. Therefore, they have been the place where the inner disciples of the school have been attacking the foundation and the cultivation of Jindan. .
Luo Shitu lost the "oh" sound, and the whole person instantly became embarrassed.
{Sar Year, add strength! Master is in the hands of energy! Don't you want to live and die and share your feelings? ! Don't you want a bodyguard to to take energy? ! }
{You are on your line ( ̄^ ̄) ゞ. }
"Master... I can't go, I want to be with the teacher." The boy softened his voice and prayed to him.
"Noisy," Hongjun said, "The monk is a child."
His expression was cold, and the boy suddenly lowered his head and said: "I didn't make a fuss... I just want to be with the teacher."
The room was silent for a while, and Hongjun didn’t understand why he didn’t have a shackle. When he was so confused, his heart was slightly awkward and he finally opened his mouth:
This matter is mentioned by the division to the head of the division. ""
Is this the meaning of disguised promise? Luo Shutu’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly rushed over:
Master, you are the most – ah!
I didn’t pay attention to the foot, and I almost fell a dog. Fortunately, Hong’s fingers were on his shoulders. Stand firm.
He didn't blush, then leaned up and smiled happily: "Master, you are the best!"
Hongjun looks as usual: "You are the apprentice of the teacher, and you should be right."
"The Master will not accept others in the future?" Luo Shutu was dark and deep, and did not hide the shackles that passed through the eyes. He showed a pure smile on his head. "I have it, I have lived for a long time." ""
"No." The apprentice was annoyed, one is enough.
Whether it is because of trouble or something else, seeing that he has not rejected the heart that he deliberately revealed, the smile on the lips of the teenager has deepened a lot, like the three flowers with a sweet atmosphere outside.
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