On the back hill of Penglai Pavilion in Luxiantai, it is full of phoenix tail bamboo, and their Penglai Pavilion is in a single lineage, and there is only one disciple from generation to generation from the beginning of the ancestor, so the father-in-law is particularly strict with her.

Especially if she secretly hid her father's wine, she would be punished to cut bamboo in the bamboo forest.

When she was young, she was so tired from morning to night that her limbs were not her own, and she didn't have the strength to walk back to rest.

In the dead of night, the sky was full of stars, and her father-in-law was drunk and unconscious, only Luo Ci brought a lantern to find her.

He was a meticulous and meticulous person since childhood, but he carried her on his back and walked slowly along the rugged mountain road.

"Uncle Junior." She lay on his back and could relax with peace of mind, because her father-in-law had said that this person would never hurt her, "When I grow up and be better than him, I won't have to do this." ”

"If you don't hide his wine, he won't punish you." He whispered that he had taught her many times, but he just wouldn't listen.

"How's that going to work?" She said dissatisfiedly, "My father-in-law is drunk, who taught me to cultivate?" ”

There was silence for a moment, and his voice reached her ears through the rustling bamboo leaves.

"I'll teach you."

She traveled into this world, and most of her skills were taught by him.

No wonder, every time I met him later, I always had a feeling of being suppressed, it turned out that the disciple was no match for the master, this is true.

But if she has practiced the Demon Dao, she may not be able to do so in the future.

Footsteps came from behind her, pulling her thoughts back, and with a self-deprecating smile, she turned around.

Luo Ci walked up to her, still without any expression on his face, glanced at him, and raised his hand towards her.

Fan Lingshu took half a step back vigilantly, but after all, he still calmed down, if he recognized her, he would not make a move, but draw his sword!

He reached out and hit the edge of his hair and took a bamboo leaf from it.

"Thank you." She tilted her head and smiled.

Luo Ci put the bamboo leaf between his fingers and played with it, and said very plainly: "Is the injury healed?" ”

"Alright." The last time he was injured in the arm by the Assassins, he took the medicine himself, and the next day he was cured.

Luo Ci didn't ask more, but continued to say lightly: "Is it too quiet here?" ”

"Immortal cultivators like to be quiet." She smiled and said that she used to live in Penglai Pavilion with her father-in-law, and they raised a lot of big white geese, intending to eat meat when they were fat, but the geese couldn't bear to eat when they were fat, so they had to let them go.

At that time, Penglai Pavilion was lively.

The father-in-law chased her and beat her, making a lot of trouble, and often even the Sect Master of Luxiantai was alarmed.

"It's better to be lively." Luo Ci said.

Fan Lingshu was a little surprised, he used to always frown and criticize his father-in-law's absurdity, wasn't he the one who was it?

"How can you cultivate immortals?" Van Lingshu deliberately asked, he likes to be quiet the most, and he has been dull to death since he was a child.

The bamboo leaf turned slightly between his fingers, his hands behind his back, he faced her, lowered his head, and saw her looking up at him with a small face.

Eyes sparkling.

His eyes softened, but he asked, "Do you want to cultivate immortals?" ”

Fan Lingshu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "I don't want to." ”

She hates the Immortal Dao the most in her life, and would rather fall into the Demon Dao and be spurned by the world, than return to the Immortal Dao.

But when he said this, he realized that he was Mu Hanyan, so he said again: "I have no talent, and I am not the material for cultivating immortals." ”

Luo Ci said: "If you want to cultivate immortals, I can help you." ”

Van Lingshu couldn't help but say, "Why do you want to help me? ”

She had wanted to ask for a long time, he had saved her twice, given her such a precious immortal medicine, and now he had to help her cultivate immortals.

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