Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 13: 2 months
Time is like a white horse passing by. In a blink of an eye, two months have passed.
The vast mountain range is still as calm as it used to be, but the deserted village has undergone tremendous changes because of one more person.
An outsider.
Originally, the people in the deserted village were extremely xenophobic, and only because of the prestige of the village chief, they didn’t say anything, but as time passed, the men, women and children in the village gradually accepted Lingxian, and they accepted it from the heart. , It can even be said to be respect.
No way, Ling Xian is too pleasing.
In just two months, he has caused earth-shaking changes in the deserted village.
First of all, Lingxian cured the arms of the tiger with the Pill for Life, and then took the initiative to go out hunting, which improved the food for the whole village. In the past, it was almost difficult for people in the village to eat meat, even if it could be eaten. It was also in exchange for human lives, but now, every household can eat fresh and delicious meat every meal, and almost everyone has gained several kilograms of fat.
More importantly, Ling Xian taught some relatively superficial methods to the people in the deserted village, and taught them how to practice and how to fight. Great luck!
What is the most important thing in the world of immortality?
Strength!
With strength, they have the capital to survive. Especially for the people in the deserted village, living in the perilous mountains, what they desire most is strength!
And Lingxian satisfies the desire of the people in the deserted village, and naturally gains their kindness and respect.
Although those Fajue are very superficial in Lingxian's eyes, in the eyes of the villagers, they are called the highest divine canon, which is many times better than the incomplete Fajue they had previously practiced!
Therefore, the men, women and children in the deserted villages are all grateful to Lingxian, respect and love.
Especially those who are usually naughty and mischievous like Ling Xian most, because he will often tell these children about the outside world, those exciting and wonderful, arouse the strong curiosity of children, sometimes, when Ling When the fairy sat under the tree to give a lecture, some adults couldn't help but come over and listen to a few words, and then dreamed that one day they would be able to spread their wings and experience the beauty of the outside world.
In addition, Ling Xian is strong and has a high cultivation base, but he does not have a trace of arrogance. On the contrary, he is very approachable and very polite to everyone in the village.
For the people in the village, Ling Xian is like an angel sent by God to help them improve their lives, enhance their strength, and enable them to survive in this dangerous vast mountain range.
For Su Zi’s words, Ling Xian is a gift from heaven. When she was young, she often listened to her grandfather telling fairy tales about princesses and princes. She had a fantasy in her heart more than once, that her prince charming would What it looks like.
But for so many years, there are no lack of suitors around her, but she has never felt tempted. "I more and more complete"
Until that day, that second kiss.
She knew that her prince charming was here.
Although the boy was neither riding a white horse nor a prince, she knew very well that he was the one she was looking forward to looking for.
So in the past two months, the happiest person in the deserted village is Su Zi. Every day is very beautiful and fulfilling. It seems that as long as you see the gentle boy with a smile on his mouth, all the troubles will be like The smoke generally dissipated.
She would be worried when she saw him go hunting.
She will relax seeing him return safely.
She will be sad to see him frown.
She will be pleased to see him smiling.
Everything about him has nothing to do with her, but it is closely related to her.
However, the feelings of girls are always poetry. While Su Zi feels happy, she also suffers from misfortunes. She wants to bravely confess to Ling Xian and confess her concerns, but she is also afraid of being rejected by Ling Xian. In an awkward situation, a dilemma.
"Hey, what should I do..."
Su Zi sits on the boulder at the gate of the deserted village, like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return home, waiting for Ling Xian to return.
She lowered her head, frowned her eyebrows, dragged her cheeks with a pair of small hands, staring at the ground dumbfounded, not knowing what choice to make.
At this moment, the setting sun is setting, and it is already evening, and the pale red afterglow is sprinkled on the bricks and tiles in the deserted village, coating this peaceful village with a beautiful coat.
Old people are chatting, remembering the stupid things they made when they were young and frivolous; men are practicing, seizing all the time to improve their cultivation and protecting the people they care about; women are working, washing today’s dirty clothes, preparing With the food tonight; the children are playing, gathering in groups, frolicking, and mischievous, showing the innocence and liveliness that this age should be.
The village head was sitting at his door, looking at the startled little granddaughter, a complex meaning flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and he sighed softly: "This girl, I finally met the person I like, but Ling Xian The child is definitely not something in the pool. I am afraid that one day he will leave here and return to his original world, stretch his wings as much as he can, and soar for nine days."
But when I thought, Ling Xian said that although he was powerful, he still had a long way to go out of the boundless mountains. The old man breathed a sigh of relief. A smile flashed across his wrinkled old face, and he said to himself: "Fortunately , He can't get out of the boundless mountains now, Su Zi still has a chance, if he can hold his heart, his people will naturally not go."
"Lingxian has a strong cultivation base, a good character, a handsome man, and an extraordinary temperament. He is indeed a perfect match for Su Zi. If I can give Su Zi to him, I will be relieved." The old man muttered to himself, just as he was talking, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
Since half a year ago, he has known that his body is not as good as the day, and there is no troublesome time to live.
For the death that will come sooner or later, the old man is very open. He does not have the fear before going to death, nor does he have any thoughts about the billowing dust. There is only an inescapable concern for Su Zi.
Strictly speaking, Su Zi is not related to him by blood, but in the fifteen years of day and night, the old man has already regarded Su Zi as his own granddaughter. Now that he is about to pass away, he is naturally uneasy about the only one. Relatives.
Therefore, for the past six months, the old man has been talking about Su Zi's marriage, hoping to find someone who can trust her for life, but it is a pity that Su Zi doesn't like any of those who he thinks are good candidates.
The appearance of Ling Xian gave the old man a glimmer of hope. After two months of careful observation, Ling Xian was very satisfied with him whether he was external, cultivation level, or character. He believed that this young man was OK. A good match to take care of Su Zi's life.
The most important thing is that Su Zi likes Ling Xian very much.
All external factors are not as good as these two words.
With likes, a good match makes it a perfect match.
It’s just that the old man could see that although Ling Xian seemed to be gentle and an obedient child, he was very stubborn in his heart, and the things he believed would never change easily, so he was very worried that one day, Ling Xian would leave the deserted village. Leaving the vast mountains and returning to his original world.
"Hey, I hope Su Zi can be brave enough to hold Ling Xian's heart, otherwise, even if he knows he can't get out of the boundless mountains, I'm afraid he will have to fight hard." The old man sighed softly and looked towards Su Zi's eyes were full of pity.
At this moment, a cry of exclamation suddenly sounded in the village.
"Ling Xian is back, wait, what is behind him?"
"Oh my god, I read it right, it turned out to be a three-eyed golden lion!"
"My mother, Ling Xian is so powerful, she actually killed a three-eyed golden lion comparable to an eighth-grade monster!"
First, the children were startled, then the men, and finally the whole village was shocked. Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at the young man walking in front of him with an incredible expression on his face.
That is the three-eyed golden lion, the peak monster of the ninth rank, the powerful monster that can fight against the eighth-rank great monster!
It is a monster beast that can kill all the people in the village. However, at this moment, it was actually killed by this seemingly weak young man and brought it back. It was like a big deal. The earthquake impacted everyone's mind and body.
Under the setting sun, Ling Xian's white clothes are like snow, her black hair is like ink, and a smile on her delicate face, bathed in light red light, walks leisurely to the village step by step.
He was holding an iron chain with a thick arm in his hand, and the other end of the chain was tied to a golden lion with vertical eyes.
It is precisely the three-eyed golden lion sweeping the Ninth Stage realm.
However, the powerful monster beast that was originally majestic and majestic is now like a dead dog, being dragged back to the village step by step by Lingxian, and will soon become the womb of the villagers.
In the morning, he went out hunting. After easily killing dozens of monsters, he felt dull, so he planned to find a powerful monster for a hearty battle.
After searching for a day, I finally found a three-eyed golden lion that could barely fight him. As a result, naturally, it goes without saying that although the three-eyed golden lion is the pinnacle monster of the 9th rank, it can compete with the 8th rank great monster. In World War I, Ling Xian held on for only ten rounds before being forcefully killed by him.
Originally, Lingxian planned to find some powerful monsters and enjoy the thrill of fighting, but watching the sunset, it was getting late, and he was afraid that the villagers were worried, so he returned with the corpse of a three-eyed golden lion. .
"Su Zi, I am back."
Looking at Su Zi, who was obviously waiting for him at the entrance of the village, Ling Xian's mouth was slightly tilted, and he touched her little head.
Su Zi smiled and saw that Ling Xian not only returned safely, but also brought back a powerful three-eyed golden lion. A hanging heart finally fell to the ground, but before she could speak, a group of The excited villagers had surrounded Ling Xian, all talking and talking.
"Ling Xian, you are too ruthless, it is enough to slaughter the three-eyed golden lion in our deserted village, and you actually beheaded it!"
"Unbelievable, I always thought that Lingxian you are very powerful, but I did not expect that I still underestimated you."
"Haha~IndoMTL.com~ It seems that I can have a big meal in the evening. I have never tasted the three-eyed golden lion in my life."
A group of people surrounded Ling Xian Tuan, still with a shocked expression on their faces, and the excitement was beyond words.
Especially the stubborn children are the most excited. If it weren't for the adults to pull, I'm afraid they would have pounced on Ling Xian now to express their excitement and excitement.
Even the prudent village chief was not calm anymore. He hurriedly came to the three-eyed golden lion's corpse and looked at the crisscrossed wounds on its body. A gleam of light flashed in the muddy old eyes.
"One, two, three..." The old man counted the scars on the corpse, and every time he counted one, the shock on his face became strong, and when he counted the scars on the three-eyed golden lion , Suddenly took a breath, his old face was full of disbelief.
"Ten Dao...There are only ten scars, that is to say, Ling Xian only made ten moves, and then beheaded it!"
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