The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

After drinking and eating.

Lin Jichen took out the black pebble-like egg from the storage bag, held his little apprentice's hand, and dripped a drop of blood on it.

"This is the only egg with a ray of life that I found under the Bronze Palace. You were right last time. It is indeed a spirit beast egg."

That day, Lin Jichen discussed with Dan's mother "politely" for a long time, and it finally agreed with him to take the egg away.

"Yin Zhui, you pick up the egg and see if you can feel it."

Mo Yinzhui carefully picked up the egg.

The egg was only the size of a palm, and the eggshell was as black as ink. I don't know if it was because of the blood dripping twice, but Mo Yinzhui felt a faint breath coming from the eggshell, and he was very close to him.

Looking at the subtle expression of the little apprentice, Lin Jichen thought he had already felt it, "Support it with a drop of blood every day, and when the egg hatches, it will be your spirit beast."

Mo Yinzhui raised his head in surprise: "Master, is this a spirit beast for disciples?"

"Well, but this egg was born in a poor environment and almost died young. The hatched spirit beast may be very weak in its juvenile and growth stages."

"Are you still willing to form a contract with it?"

Mo Yin chased and looked at the egg in his hand, the ink pattern was very beautiful.

"The disciple is willing."

Lin Jichen taught Mo Yinchai the spell of contracting spirit beasts. Mo Yinzhui had excellent comprehension skills, and he could learn it almost immediately. According to the method taught by Lin Jichen, he successfully made a contract with the spirit beast in the egg for the first time.

"You will be its owner from now on." Lin Jichen touched his little apprentice's small head, "Treat it well."

Mo Yin chased after the egg, her ears were slightly red, "Yes."

The little golden book yawned: "Boss, have you noticed that every time you touch his head, his ears will turn red."

"Are you shy?"

"Shy about your size."

Lin Jichen withdrew his hand, the roots of his ears were indeed red.

However, Xiao Jinshu was right, his little apprentice was indeed easily shy.

He suddenly remembered something, and took out a sword from the storage bag, "This is an introduction gift from your third senior brother."

The sword is a good sword, but it is relatively common, suitable for use before the foundation building period. After the foundation building period, most sword repairers will choose to forge their own natal sword.

With a sword, swordsmanship is indispensable, Lin Jichen took out a jade slip from the storage bag, "It records a set of Qingyun swordsmanship."

After explaining all this, Lin Jichen revealed the purpose of coming this time: "As a teacher, I have to leave the sect for a few days. Take care of yourself these days."

In order to unlock the blood seal on Mo Yinzhui's body, some rare materials that are difficult to obtain are needed, so Lin Jichen plans to travel far away.

"Master, please don't worry, this disciple will take good care of me." Mo Yinzhui lowered his eyelashes with a cute expression.

Lin Jichen thought of Gongwu, and he was a little confused whether to tell the little apprentice not to get too close to him?After hesitating several times, Lin Jichen didn't say anything.

Let's deal with such complicated things later.

After Lin Jichen left, Mo Yin followed the direction where Master disappeared and stood there for a long time.

Half a month later, Mo Yinzhui broke through to the second level of Qi training.

For others, this abnormal speed of cultivation is simply a genius among geniuses.

Mo Yinzhui was not overjoyed, he knew that with his current cultivation, it was far from enough to defeat Feng Tianhao.

...

Yunbo Peak is the place where Tianyanzong feeds spirit beasts.

As an outer disciple, Liu Fu was assigned to Yunbo Peak to take care of the spirit beast Fennel.

Every day, he was urged to get up before dawn, and together with a few senior brothers, he went to cut the grass to feed the spirit beasts. After mowing the grass, he would do chores such as feeding the grass, cleaning the pens, fetching water, etc. .

It was almost noon that day, and the senior brother from the management office came suddenly, and he smelled the stench from afar. He saw the pile of feces in the pen, covered his nose, and frowned: "What's going on? Who is responsible for cleaning the pens?"

Several disciples from the same school pushed Liu Fu out, "Brother, it's all this kid who is lazy and doesn't work on weekdays, so he can't do anything well."

Liu Fu was a young master before he went up the mountain, he could do whatever he wanted, and no one could force him to do what he didn't want to do.

However, since he came to this sect, he was forced to do such a thing as a servant, how could he do it.

Liu Fu was always angry: "I came here to practice, not to be a handyman. When can I practice?"

Senior Brother Zhou from the management office looked at him up and down, and sneered, "You say you practice? A fourth-grade miscellaneous spiritual root, how dare you mention it? I should be grateful for letting you stay in the sect."

"If you don't want to continue, you can leave the sect on your own!"

"If you don't do it, don't do it!"

Liu Fu held back his anger and just let go.

But Liu Fu came all the way for such a trip, but he couldn't get anything, and he felt very aggrieved.

Especially thinking that the bastard next to him has now become an inner disciple vigorously cultivated by the sect, he feels extremely unhappy.

"That bitch can do it, why can't I?"

At night, Liu Fu sneaked into the back mountain of Yunbo Peak while no one was paying attention, stole the bird egg of a third-grade spirit beast crane, and escaped overnight.

Feng Tianhao was very surprised when he heard that Mo Yinchai broke through the second level of Qi training, it was too fast.

He regrets it very much now, why did he want to make a three-month contract at the beginning, so he should have directly dragged that ignorant kid to the martial arts arena and beat him up, driving him out of the sect.

Feng Tianhao picked up the sword and began to practice reluctantly. After practicing for a while, Feng Tianhao felt very boring.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, Feng Tianhao saw several disciples walking past a chubby outer disciple.

The outer disciple struggled and shouted: "Let me go! Let me go!"

"What's going on, what's wrong with this man?"

"Reporting to Master Shaofeng, this person is an outer sect disciple of Yunbo Peak. He went down the mountain privately and stole a third-grade crane egg."

Feng Tianhao glanced at the ugly Liu Fu, felt displeased, sneered, and said, "Going down the mountain without permission and stealing third-grade crane eggs is a felony."

Liu Fu didn't expect that he would be arrested just after he left the mountain, "Obviously the person in charge made me go down the mountain yesterday, and the egg wasn't stolen, I picked it up."

"Nonsense, still quibbling." The disciples at the side immediately interrupted Liu Fu's words.

"The crane is a third-grade spirit beast. Every crane in our Tianyan Sect is recorded, including the egg. It just happened that one was missing and you picked it up? Who will believe you?"

Feng Tianhao looked bored: "My father takes care of everything every day, so don't bother him with such trivial matters, just send it to Xingfatang."

"Yes, Lord Shaofeng."

Liu Fu had heard of Xing Fa Tang, where disciples who made mistakes and entered would be skinned alive.

Only now did Liu Fu realize the seriousness of the matter. Looking at Feng Tianhao wearing the exact same clothes as Mo Yinzhui, it was not difficult to guess that Feng Tianhao should be an inner disciple just like that bastard.

"Master Shaofeng, are you an inner disciple?"

"Of course I am," Feng Tianhao glanced at him condescendingly, "Why, what else do you want to say?"

Liu Fu hurriedly knelt on the ground and said: "Master Shaofeng, do you know Mo Yinzhui? He is also an inner sect disciple from Xiao Cangfeng. I am his master. Please pass a message for me to let him come to see me." .”

Feng Tianhao took a straight look at Liu Fu.

He had only heard that Mo Yinzhui came from the secular world before, and was a servant of a rich family before, but he didn't expect that his master would also stay in Tianyanzong.

It's really fun.

Several disciples dragged Liu Fu up from the ground and said fiercely, "Let's go!"

"Wait a minute." Feng Tianhao stopped him.

"Give him to me."

...

On Yunbo Peak, the brothers who were working did not expect Liu Fu to come back swaggeringly.

Brother Zhou from the stewardship office stood beside Liu Fu, and said with a smile on his face, "From today on, Junior Brother Liu is Yunbofeng's little steward, and you need to follow his arrangements."

Liu Fu also smiled, "Brother Zhou, you're being polite. I've come and gone with my brothers and sisters, how dare I take the position of a small steward?"

"Junior Brother Liu, it is naturally different to have noble people behind you to help you."

Seeing Liu Fu's complacent appearance, the brothers and sisters, even Zhou Guanshi, who was always bitter and mean, had a flattering expression on his face, thinking that this kid was probably a blessing in disguise, and some big shot took a fancy to him.

"Junior Brother Liu, I have offended you a lot in the past few days, I hope you will forgive me."

"What did Senior Brother Liu say? We are all from the same sect, so there is no overnight hatred."

...

The sky is slightly bright, the mountains are filled with mist, the breeze carries a little coolness, and accompanied by the distant and vigorous bells from the main peak, the golden light in the clouds slowly blooms.

Liu Fu took a few outer disciples to hide on the only way to go to Zangzhuo Peak every day for class, and finally waited for a thin young man.

"stop!"

Mo Yinchai stopped, and said in a low voice expressionlessly: "Master."

"You still know how to call me young master." Liu Fu strode forward and kicked him, "Dog, are you hiding from me? You have been hiding for several days, but I am easy to find."

Mo Yinchai didn't dodge, got up from the ground, pursed his lips tightly, and didn't answer, just picked up something from the ground with his left hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, and hid it behind his back.

Seeing that Mo Yin chased him without making a sound, Liu Fu's face was not very good-looking: "You are fat, you bastard, don't forget that you can stay in Xianzongmen only because of my permission, you and your mother's contract of prostitution It's still in my hands, if I'm not happy, you pack up your things immediately and go back to my house and continue serving tea."

The rest of the disciples who came with Liu Fu stood farther away, they were not like Liu Fu, who had noble people to help them when they first entered the sect, so they were so courageous.

One of them had sharp eyes: "Junior Brother Liu, he seems to be hiding something in his hand."

Liu Fu looked at Mo Yinzui's hands clenched into fists, there must be something inside, and then he asked: "What is hidden in your hand, hand it over."

Mo Yinzhui held his hands expressionlessly, "It's nothing."

Liu Fu forcefully opened Mo Yinchai's hand, revealing a piece of white jade, and the eyes of his accomplices lit up: "It's a jade slip, there must be a cultivation method engraved in it!"

Liu Fu immediately gained strength when he heard about the practice of mind, but he didn't expect such a good thing.

This disciple of Laoshizi's outer sect sounds good as a disciple, but in fact he is a servant, not to mention the heavy daily chores, basically there is no opportunity to practice, let alone a good practice method.

Thinking of him as a young master from a rich family, what is the reason for staying in Xianmen so poorly?Isn't it just to practice like a fairy?

"Hand it over!" Liu Fu showed his vicious look, and slapped Mo Yinchai with his fat palm, stepped on his hand and forcibly buckled the jade pendant out of his hand.

"Senior brother Wang, do you see this jade slip?" Liu Fu took the jade slip he had snatched, and presented it to the senior brother beside him as if flattering him.

Brother Wang is an outer disciple with ordinary qualifications. He entered the sect earlier and his cultivation level is not high. He has only seen those inner disciples use jade slips. I don't dare to ask for things."

He changed the topic: "However, the method of using the jade slip is very simple, just stick it on the forehead."

Liu Fu didn't doubt that it was there, and immediately stuck the jade slip on his forehead. After the cold, the three words suddenly appeared in his mind miraculously.

"Junior Brother Liu, what is written in that jade slip?" The others asked curiously.

"Da Yan Jue." Liu Fu read out.

Senior Brother Wang gasped when he heard these three words, "This is the superior mental method of the Tianyan Sect, which cannot be practiced by outer disciples!"

When Liu Fu heard this, he was very happy. He was lacking a way of thinking, and he didn't expect to do something for that young peak master, and he could get such benefits from the bastard by the way.

But he was the one who got this exercise, so if he shared it with the people around him, Liu Fu would feel a little bit reluctant.

"Brothers, look at this jade slip..."

The rest of the people exchanged glances, "Junior Brother Liu, it's getting late, let's go first."

A few people originally heard Liu Fu say that his former servant is now an inner sect disciple, and they can get some benefits from him privately, so they came together. After all, Liu Fu is now a small manager, and they should please or have to please.

But in the current situation, anyone with a discerning eye can see that something is wrong, so it's better not to get involved.

Several people left with interest, and just as Liu Fu wanted, Liu Fu put the jade slip back into his pocket.

"Give me back the jade slip, don't blame me for being rude." Mo Yinchai had weeds stuck in his hair and his face was stained with ashes. Although he was in a mess, his dark eyes were fixed on Liu Fu, with a strange look on his face. cold.

It was the first time Liu Fu saw Mo Yinzhui showing such an expression, and he was a little flustered for a while, but soon he came back to his senses, remembering what Feng Tianhao told him.

Liu Fu snorted coldly, and thought in his heart: What's the use of good qualifications, if you offend a nobleman, it seems that God will not protect you.

He took out a magic weapon from his sleeve, which were several silver bracelets, Liu Fu recited a mantra, and the silver bracelets flew straight towards Mo Yin in pursuit.

Mo Yinzhui sensed that something was wrong, and immediately dodged, his movement was so fast that Liu Fu had never seen before.

Liu Fu found that the silver bracelets were useless at all, so he couldn't help being annoyed: "If you dare to avoid it again, I will write a letter to my family and ask my father to beat your mother to death."

Mo Yinzhui stopped this time and did not hide anymore, but just looked at Liu Fu coldly.

"As expected of a filial son." Liu Fu clapped his palms, and the silver bracelets were put on Mo Yinzui's neck, hands and ankles respectively, immobilizing him for an instant.

"You bastard, don't blame me. I have taken advantage of others, so naturally I have to do things."

"Besides, you are sold to my Liu family, and I will take care of life and death. I can kill you, but today I will only mutilate your limbs. You should thank your young master for my mercy."

As he said that, Liu Fu raised Mo Yinzui's arm, and stepped on it heavily, his bones broke instantly, Mo Yinzui let out a muffled snort, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and a smear of bright red overflowed from the corners of his lips.

The mountain wind blew in, and the good weather suddenly turned cloudy and rained. Liu Fu felt unlucky. Seeing that the boy on the ground had his arms and legs broken, he kicked the boy on the ground again, and said fiercely: "Dare you say so?" Say half a word to the outside, and I will write a letter back later, asking my father to sell your mother into a brothel!"

Liu Fu went down the mountain with the jade pendant in his arms, and he was not at all worried that Mo Yinzhui would report him. This bastard was famously filial in their Liu residence. When Liu Fu's father saw him, he also praised the child for his filial piety, and asked the accountant to give him more money every month.

Thinking about it, this bastard owes their Liu family a lot, if it wasn't for their father Liu to take them in, this bastard and his mother would have known life and death, and they were not grateful, they would have deserved a beating.

The shower came quickly, and the thunderbolts slapped the grass and trees, splashing dust and sand.

The scarlet and glaring blood flowed from the corner of the boy's mouth to the side of his fair face, and then it was smeared by the rain, like the remaining flowers that were mercilessly knocked down by the rain at night.

From the moment Mo Yinzhui left Liu's house, he seldom recalled the past.In my memory, the most profound thing is the picture of a thin woman huddled in a dark and damp room.

The woman's complexion was brown and yellow, her hair was thin and bony, and half of her face was disfigured. This was his mother Xu.

Mo Yinzhui knew that Xu Shi didn't like him since she was a child. Maybe it was because she hated his father who abandoned his wife and son, or maybe she hated the cruelty of the world, but she transferred her strong hatred to him and never concealed it.

A few years ago, Mrs. Xu suffered from a strange disease. When she had an attack, she crazily called him a bastard and wanted to strangle him to death. When she was awake, she covered her face and cried for his forgiveness. She was capricious in submissiveness and hysteria.

On the day when Mo Yin followed Liu Fu and left there, Xu was rarely sober, but refused to see him until the moment he left, but turned his back to him and told him not to come back in the future, and rolled farther away the better.

Are you filial?In fact, he is not filial at all, he just wants to get away as far as possible.

The rain was getting heavier, Mo Yinchai staggered up in the rain, he didn't want to die, the weeds growing in the cracks could survive, let alone people.

What's more, he promised Master to take good care of himself.

Mo Yinzhui's limbs were all broken, relying on the remaining spiritual power to support him, but unfortunately, just as he stood up, he fell heavily into the mud again, his internal organs were squeezed, and he coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood again.

The boy was lying in the sewage, his dark eyes staring at the sky, countless raindrops fell on his face like needles, cold and ruthless.

He wanted to slow down and wait until he had the strength to get up again.But this delay made him more sleepy, his eyelids became heavier, and his whole body became colder, as if he had fallen into a boundless dark abyss, and he couldn't get up again.

Until a pair of hands picked him up from the mud and pulled him out of the icy abyss.

Mo Yinzhui was so dizzy that he remembered in a trance that when he was very young, Xu Shi hadn't sold himself into Liu's house at that time, and for some reason he was angry and kicked him out of the house, and he was bullied by the street gangsters. , with injuries, could only hide in the corner of the street like a little beggar to hide from the rain.

The rain was so fast that day that he was drenched into a drenched chicken, and he had a fever in the middle of the night, until someone picked him up and gently asked him if he was cold, hungry, and if it hurt. He remembered that the hands were clean and soft. warm.

Like a dream, his memory became more and more blurred. He had already forgotten the appearance of that person, or maybe that person did not exist at all.

Mo Yinzhui slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was brown mud spots reflected on the snow-white robe, and above that, a clear and moist face.

"Master." Mo Yinzui choked out a mouthful of blood between his lips.

Lin Jichen didn't expect his little apprentice to be beaten like this, and he was furious, "Shut up."

Master is very warm, Mo Yinzui subconsciously approached him, he was so cold.

Feeling the shivering little apprentice in his arms, clinging to him tightly, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, his slightly immature face was covered with mud and blood, and his whole body was wet, like a puppy that was injured in the rain , extremely afraid of being abandoned, longing for a little warmth.

Lin Jichen's heart softened for a moment, and he stuffed a pill into Mo Yinzhui's mouth, "Is it still cold?"

After the elixir was taken in, it turned into a warm current and flowed to the limbs. In the arms of the master, Mo Yinzhui seemed not to be so cold, and the wounds on his body seemed not to hurt so much.

Nostrils were full of bloody foam, and Mo Yinzhui could still smell a faint, cold fragrance from Shizun's clothes.

Since he was a child, he has the most sensitive sense of smell and can smell things that others can't.

That day, Master taught Feng Tianhao a lesson for him in the school. He had doubts at first, but it wasn't until he smelled Master's scent that he was convinced that Master was by his side.

The smell on Master's body is very good, not like the thick and vulgar scent of powder that he once smelled on Huajie Kabuki, nor like the scent of wild flowers all over the mountains and plains, the aroma is tangy.It was a clear and light fragrance, which smelled very pleasant, as if it had a hypnotic effect, Mo Yinzui gradually closed his eyes.

"Who the hell is this, who actually suffered such a cruel death on my little shou!" Xiao Jinshu howled in pain.

Lin Jichen cast a spell on Mo Yinzhui, and when his apprentice was in danger, the spell would react.

He originally thought that the spell might not have any effect in a short time, but he never thought that he had only left the sect for half a month before he saw the little apprentice lying in the mud.