Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The enveloping sword field shook at this moment, and real An Yang smiled and said: "Just kidding, don't be angry, but where did you get the child?"

"The benefactor's legacy." Shen Chun said.

If the little guy wants to live in the Tianzhu Sword Sect for a long time, he must walk a clear road so that others will not dare to underestimate him. This is the person who will be together in the future, so naturally he cannot have any kinship, and he has no intention of accepting disciples. To bring out another elder would really be cheating himself, this identity couldn't be more suitable.

"Are you going to accept him as an apprentice?" Daoist An Yang squatted down, looked at the child who was huddled behind Shen Chun from the side, took out a handful of candied lotus seeds and said, "Little guy, come out and give you candy. "

"No plan." Shen Chun hid the little guy behind his back, looked at the human being who was amused by the child, and said, "You bought these candied lotus seeds for your nephew, right?"

"That little fat guy eats too much, it's not bad." An Yang said with a smile, "And he's not as cute as you, come out."

"Want to eat?" Shen Chun turned around and asked.

The little guy raised his face and hesitated for a moment, shook his head desperately, looked at the real An Yang who was squatting aside, and frowned directly, with a sense of vigilance all over his body.

Shen Chun turned around and picked him up. When the little guy hugged his neck with one arm, he took the lotus seeds from An Yang's hand and said, "Thank you, bring more next time."

Immortal An Yang emptied his hands, looked at the little guy who was almost buried in Shen Chun's arms, and said, "It's quite shy, but I'm close to you."

Shen Chun stretched out his hand to signal, and Zhong Libai stretched out a small hand tentatively.

"Two hands." Shen Chun said.

The hands on the shoulders tentatively released, and they were held under Shen Chun's hands. A small handful of sugared lotus seeds fell on the two hands that were close together, almost forming a small hill.

The little guy's eyes exclaimed: "Thank you, Immortal."

"He called you an immortal?" Real An Yang said with a smile, "Little guy, I am also an immortal."

As soon as he came over, Zhong Libai immediately turned around, but he held Tang Lianzi quite tightly.

Lin Qing went to fetch the spiritual rice and spiritual food, and when the prepared food was placed on the table, Zhong Libai's eyes turned directly to it.

"Put this inside first." Shen Chun took out a kit and opened it.

Put all the candied lotus seeds in, and Shen Chun tied the bulging pouch around his waist.

The little guy sat at the table, staring straight at the food, even Shen Chun didn't get half of it.

When the emperor was eating, Shen Chun served Lingmi for him, and pushed the dish closer for him to eat.

The little guy took the chopsticks and ate without raising his head, but even though he ate quickly, he didn't make any indecent noises, which shows that the previous tutor was excellent.

Master An Yang took a look and said, "Why don't you accept disciples, his spiritual root is not good?"

"It's not for this reason." Shen Chun said, "He may not necessarily want to practice swordsmanship, maybe he prefers something else, I don't know."

"Forget it, you can decide for yourself." Master An Yang took out several boxes from the storage ring and said, "This is food for An Le, just as a gift."

"Thank you." Shen Chun smiled.

Immortal An Yang didn't stay for long. When he left, the little guy who was working hard looked up at him with a hesitant expression.

"What do you want to ask?" Shen Chun pinched his face when he wiped off the rice grains on the corners of his lips.

Although lacking in sensuality, it feels very good in the hand.

The child blinked and said, "Didn't the immortal say that he wants me to learn how to cultivate immortals from you?"

Shen Chun propped his cheeks sideways, reached out and touched his head with a smile and said, "You can learn even if you are not a master or apprentice."

"Are my parents really benefactors of the immortal?" the little guy asked softly.

"Well, you helped me once in the early years, before you were born." Shen Chun originally thought that he didn't listen to their words, but he didn't expect to hear every word.

The little guy raised his head, as if he took these words to heart.

It is no longer necessary to fall asleep after cultivating to the stage of becoming a god. After eating, the child sits by the side and holds the kit on his waist. After a while, his head starts to doze off. He raised his head, rubbed his eyes with his small hand and continued to pinch his kit.

"I want to go back to sleep in the house." Shen Chun said from the side.

Zhong Libai shook his head when he looked at him, his indistinguishable voice faded from the dry hoarseness before, and became extremely clear: "I don't want to sleep."

He is restless. Children are similar to small animals in some places. When they are in a strange environment, they will be restless and alert. The previous time when they fell asleep, the pain was relieved and they were too tired. This time, they became a lot more alert. .

The corners of Shen Chun's lips raised slightly, he beckoned to him and said, "Ah Bai, come here."

The little guy blinked, slid down from the seat and stood in front of him: "Immortal."

When Shen Chun reached out and hugged him on his lap, his eyes widened, his soft body became stiff, and his tone became hesitant: "Immortal?"

"Then sleep here." Shen Chun patted his cheek lightly and said.

Zhong Libai looked up at him, and when he was lying on his side, his nose was full of his good smell. Even though his body had become clean, being so close to the immortal still made him feel nervous.

Shen Chun felt the body in his arms that couldn't relax at all, and simply put him on a soft couch where he could lean on his side and said, "Is it okay to sleep here?"

"Yeah." Zhong Libai left his embrace, turned over a little uneasy, and slowly relaxed when the hand patted his back lightly.

When his breathing became longer and longer, Shen Chun stopped his hands, and wanted to turn around to get the thin blanket, but he felt a gentle pull from his side, and when he lowered his head to see the corner of the clothes that was grasped by his little hands, he stopped his movements, raised his head, He moved the thin blanket over and covered the child with his hand.

Dependence is a phenomenon in cubs. Before he grows up and becomes independent, rely on him as much as possible.

……

The God Transformation Ceremony is just around the corner, and all sects and sects gathered in the Tianzhu Sword Sect, and the people among the mountains became denser than ever before, and even the mortal city outside the sect was crowded with people.

Ordinary people don't know the reason, but everyone in the cultivation world knows the reason. It takes hundreds of years at least, even thousands of years for others to break through to the stage of transforming gods. Talent can be said to be No. 1 in this world of comprehension.

In the past, he was afraid of the demons, and once he went out, he was easily chased and killed by the demons, but he was able to escape every time, with a long sword at his side, and he had killed countless demons before he transformed into a god. Enemy of magic.

If it's just that, it's fine, but the Tianzhu Sword Sect has announced that he wants to accept disciples. If he can enter the No. 1 seat of this cultivation world, even if he is only a registered disciple, he will definitely benefit.

The other immortal sects gathered together, and since they saw such a grand scene, they felt a lot of emotion in their hearts.

"Realist Jian Chen breaks through to become a god, and the Tianzhu Sword Sect may become the leader of the righteous way." Yantong Valley Master said.

"The Luxuan Immortal Sect seems to have the intention of forming a friendship." The elder next to him said.

"That woman Hua Lu has always been very good at calculating." Yan Tonggu said, "Who does she want to marry?"

"Young sect master Hua Rui." said the elder next to him.

Blocked by the barriers of mountains and mountains, the words do not communicate with each other. Not only Yantong Valley frequently looked at the land of Luxuan Immortal Sect, but also many disciples of other sects looked over. This sect adopts the way of water and softness, and all members of the sect are women.

Once you enter the path of cultivation, no one is a passerby.

Cultivation is a matter of cleansing the scriptures and cutting the marrow. First, there will be no troubles of mortal figures out of shape, and second, there will be no troubles of damage to the skin. In addition, the longevity is long. Women have ordinary facial features and have a special charm. Have a heroic spirit.

It's just that this is equivalent to ordinary people. They are all outstanding in appearance, and they are all not outstanding. Among the outstanding ones, there are outstanding ones.

Among the females, the Luxuan Immortal Sect is the most important, and the women in the Sect are all slender and fit. Among them, the head of the Hualu Sect is the most important. Even though she is a mother, many young monks still steal the charm of her actions look.

And the woman sitting next to her is her daughter Hua Rui, who is already a Golden Core cultivator in just a few decades, and there are very few of them at the same age, which shows her strong talent.

She is still different from her mother's charm. She is dressed in a corset and the simple and beautiful hair accessories make her heroic and charming, which is really eye-catching.

"Such a woman is worthy of the real Jian Chen." Someone said.

"Jian Chen has never said that he wants to find a Taoist partner," said the person next to him with a smile, "If Jian Chen hadn't broken through to transform into a god, he could have done it in the past, but now Hua Lu is just fetching water from a bamboo basket, and the game is in vain."

"It doesn't necessarily mean being a Taoist couple, Hua Rui also learns swords." The man said, "The talent is good, if you can be a master and apprentice, you can do the same."

All sects and sects attended the table, and the sword boy of the Tianzhu Sword Sect presented the immortal fruit, but the seat below the suzerain was empty, because the master of the grand ceremony had not yet come.

Sect Master Tianzhu glanced twice, and was about to order someone to urge him, but he heard the sound of a change in the audience.

"coming?"

"Is that real Jian Chen?"

"Jian Chen really likes white clothes, so it should be."

As soon as the words fell, the white shadow in the distance landed beside the first seat like a sword light flashing across the sky.

The skirts of the clothes fluttered, and the black hair fell with the wind. When a smile appeared in those eyes, countless women had already blushed.

"Sovereign, Jian Chen is late." Shen Chun saluted the first person.

"It doesn't matter." Sect Master Tian Hao didn't intend to blame at all.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I'm sorry, someone Shen is late." Shen Chun cupped his hands and apologized when he turned around.

"Master Jian Chen is very polite, this is the right time."

"It really is a cultivator."

"Is that the real Jian Chen?" A woman blushed and looked at him quietly.

The god-transforming cultivator is far away, and the sword cultivator is more likely to walk the path of solitude, and most of them are withdrawn, but that person's white clothes are like snow, and the smile on the corner of his lips forcibly shatters his desolation, bringing his unique personality. The lazy and suave, so natural, it seems that other young talents with this style have a sense of hypocrisy.

As Shen Chun sat down, various sects and sects exchanged words and offered congratulatory gifts one after another.

"Rui'er, how do you feel?" Hua Lu asked via voice transmission.

"If you can learn one or two sword intents, it will be my daughter's luck." Hua Rui said.

On the top of Jianchen Peak, a small white figure straddled the threshold with his hands supporting the door frame, looked at the blue figure who was practicing sword in the open space, and slightly pursed his lower lip.

Lin Qing sensed the movement and retracted his sword, and landed in front of the little guy. Seeing him grabbing the hem of his clothes to restrain his retreat, he tried to speak softly: "Young master, the real person is going to participate in the ceremony, and he will be back soon , just tell me what happened when you woke up."

"It's nothing." The child glanced at him, and sat directly on the threshold without saying a word.

Lin Qing was dazed for a moment and tentatively said, "Why don't you wait in another place?"

This time there was no response.