Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

The two were very close, only a few feet away, and they were both speechless.

After a long while, Chu You just withdrew his hand, with the same expression as usual, and said with a little pretended ease: "Brother, forgive me, I was rude."

He was too loose and careless, Chu You thought back calmly.

I only thought about what I shouldn't say in my heart, but I didn't think that I shouldn't do the actions in my hands.

To Chu You, Ye Feizhe was different after all.

If it was someone else, Chu You would never relax his mind, let alone allow himself to make such a big mistake and show such real emotions.

But Ye Feizhe was different. Chu You knew that Ye Feizhe was pampering him, so he just relaxed in front of Ye Feizhe, and it didn't matter if he made a harmless mistake.

Ye Feizhe will always pamper him.

For this kind of connivance, Chu You even pretended to have a few accidents.

He loves the pampering.

Ye Fei's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if all the endless expanse of stars in his eyes had moved between his brows.

It's not because of the impoliteness that Chu You said, Ye Fei has so many relatives and friends, even if he didn't verbally take advantage of the other party's father in the past, he fought in a scuffle with his hands.

How could he be so sensitive that he would blame Chu You for such a thing?

He just felt a little... not quite right...

Whether it was Chu You's actions or his own response, something was not quite right.

Ye Fei thought over and over again, but he couldn't find the key point of what was wrong.

Forget it, he let out a breath slowly, perhaps it was his first time raising a junior, so he was inevitably afraid of who he was afraid of, lest he didn't raise him well, so he was too sensitive, thought a lot, and thought of something wrong instead.

He just dealt with the thought in such a neat way, closed his eyes and smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, why are you nervous? It's still the same old saying, you and my brother, why are you so indifferent?"

The smile he had when he bent his eyes and curled his lips was extremely moving, like a dancing fire, spreading clouds, endless cinnabar, unrestricted beauty, endlessly telling the end of beauty and brilliance.

Like a teenager, he is less frivolous than when he was a teenager, and has a long history of subtlety.

It's the best look.

If you are innocent in your heart, you will naturally be frank and open, so there is no need to be nervous.

But I can't be frank.

Chu You looked down at something unknown and responded softly: "Yes, brother. I understand."

Supported by thoughts in his heart, Chu You made rapid progress in his cultivation.

In fact, it is not appropriate to use the word Fei Kuai alone to describe him. He is more than Fei Kuai. When Ye Feizhe was born, he was already regarded as a talent of the sky, which shocked the whole world.Chu You was even faster than Ye Feizhe!

For some unknown reason, he has been suppressing the speed of breaking the border to the outside world, but he has never deliberately concealed it from Ye Feizhe.

Ye Feizhe didn't ask him about his plans, let alone interfere with Chu You's actions.

Finally, Chu You reached the state where he could travel down the mountain.

Ye Feizhe looked at the young man standing in front of him, and suddenly felt that the sun and the moon were flying like a shuttle.It's obviously not been two years, yesterday he was a boy who could bully any cook, sweeper or sweeper in Xuanshan with one hand, but today he can be regarded as a strong one in the world under the mountain, it's time to travel and understand.

After all, he is a disciple of Dao Zun in name. When he traveled down the mountain, apart from Huaishuangjian, who could not be closed for a long time, Fang Jianhong, the head of Xuanshan Mountain, and several close elders were also present.

Ye Feizhe's instructions were unexpectedly concise: "Be careful in everything... Forget it, don't be too careful, anyway, there is me."

Fang Jianhong: "..."

Elder: "..."

They were in a trance for a while, and almost thought that the fairy head was not giving instructions before leaving, but was implying that Chu You could do anything wrong, and those who were not good-looking could report his name.

Ye Feizhe thought about it for a while, and added: "Don't worry, anyway, there is money in everything, and it won't be too bad."

Fang Jianhong: "..."

Elder: "..."

They thought even more in a trance that there is money in everything, and that is so true.

Although Xuanshan is a sword cultivator sect, it is still a mystery whether he has money or not, and his financial situation is dire, but there is no doubt that Ye Fei is rich.

Otherwise, how could he have been bossed around in Xuanshan for more than 100 years and still be safe and sound?

It's not because half of Xuanshan's disciples are supported by him!

Chu You was also silent for a while, and said sincerely: "Brother is right."

Ye Feizhe felt that something was wrong.

Even though he has the status of Immortal Head, Xuanshan's name, and the power of money to clear the way for Chu You, he is still not at ease, feeling that something is missing.

For their sword cultivators, in the final analysis, the most essential thing is to have a sword in their hands, and everything else is empty, except for the sword.

Ye Feizhe was enlightened!

He took out the sharpest and strongest material he had at hand, and casually cut a crooked, unattractive sword talisman, then poured some sword intent into it, then stared at it for a while with dissatisfaction, and reluctantly said:

"In a critical situation, you can just kill five, six, seven or eight deities... Not sure, but it should be close."

So...? ? ?

That's all...? ? ?

Fang Jianhong and the elder's faces were stiff and they didn't want to speak.

Then do you have to kill five, six, seven or eight Mahayanas to barely satisfy you?

Chu You's hand that received the sword talisman also froze in mid-air, not knowing whether Ye Feizhe was joking or seriously expressing his dissatisfaction.

He was slightly stagnant when he raised his smile, but he still expressed his thoughts truthfully: "Brother, you are joking, it's already...very, very good."

Ye Feizhe sighed rather melancholy, and said with emotion: "That's right. In my generation of sword cultivators, the sword is what I rely on in the end, and I can't borrow the power of foreign objects. It's better for you to go out simply like this, and realize it sooner." The life a sword cultivator should have."

Early...experience...the life a sword repairer should have? ? ?

Fang Jianhong and the elder finally couldn't even maintain their tense expressions, and they almost roared wildly.

You prepared a bunch of things for him, everything was top-notch in the world, but you said you simply went out? ? ?

May I ask, which of these things should a sword cultivator have? ? !

Until Chu You left, the elders couldn't get over the grief and shock in their hearts.

It turned out that my hundreds of years of hard work and painstaking practice were no match for having a good face and good thighs.

This world of cultivating immortals... is really damn real...

There were also elders with worried eyes, who came up to Ye Feizhe tremblingly and asked, "Immortal head, other things like money are like things outside of your body...that's all."

He crazily condemned his insincere words in his heart, and his words were not right.

How can money be counted as something outside the body!

While suffering from the torment of his conscience, the elder said: "But that sword talisman, once used, is a sharp weapon that will inevitably cause death and injury."

"nothing."

Ye Feizhe waved his hand indifferently.

He turned around and glanced at the elder lightly, which immediately shocked the elder and lowered his head in silence.

Ye Feizhe seemed to be worried about something that Elder Dongming was worried about. Before the elder could explain, he opened his mouth in advance, as if talking to himself: "If Ah You uses it, I can only say that the evil spirit is a heretic, and death will not be punished."

He raised his hand and pressed his fingertips down casually, suppressing all the elder's questioning words:

"Six Schools of Immortal Dao... that is, killing each other from the same sect, killing each other."

"The same death deserves to be punished."